Lyrics:
for a freak-azoid
I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with Ashanti'
I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold
'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll
than white species
The chasm is less between those barking dogs and an Ashanti
Of course I never tried to look deep in their eyes,
I wonder what I would
We're victims of sedition on the open sea.
No one ever said life was free.
Sink, swim, go down with the ship.
Just use your freedom of choice
By Peter Tork & Diane Hilderbrand
A lone carnival voice
Sings tunes of nobody's choice,
And on a vacant lot,
Some one just forgot,
Standing all
these walls
Convincing us we have no choice
Gaze upon these stare of naïveté
Two thousand years replaced
With eighteen inches of our faith
Bound by
Ah, the ballot or the bullet
The choice is up to you
The ballot or the bullet
Tell me what you gonna do
The sword or the pen
Can't be held by
The ballot or the bullet
The choice is up to you
The ballot or the bullet
Tell me what you gonna do
The sword or the pen
Can be held by the same hand
What's
Find my wellness with a lariat
Shake my blindness from a dream
Wild, wild horses by the Bonnies
Wild, wild choices in the light
Wild, wild horses by thе
the last thing that I need
So I lay a dozen roses for the lover that I've lost
I stand by all my choices, even though I paid the cost
Oh, all those
beautiful
If we do
For moment by moment
The choices we make
Depend on
The chances we take
Oh,for moment, moment by moment
Our lifetime goes on
Till
All of my life. All of my pain. Driven by suffering
Every single choice I must make. Driven by suffering
Every single choice I must make. Driven by
be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
Don't be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon
Bad little baby on my side yea
Ashanti to my Ja yea
What I'm trying to find yea
You been on my mind
Where you been at all my life yea
You been on my
it!
Ha, Ashanti, IG, this message brought to you by Murder INC
through with me, let me know your mind
Woah-oh, what I want to know, is are you kind?
It's a buck dancer's choice my friend better take my advice
You
right
We make our choices, as time goes by
But nothin' matters more than you and I
One in a million, two of a kind
You & I
It was all we could
be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice
Don't be shocked by tone of my voice
Check out my new weapon, weapon
She took me by the arm
I knew that very instant
She meant to do me harm
Depart from me this moment
I told her with my voice
Said she, but I don't
and I unburdend by heartaches and the pain
Now we face the choice to change our hearts or simply hang it up
What if Love Hangs on to Us?
What if Love
I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I want to be elected
I'm a Yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I want to be elected
song.
So long I have wanted love
To be sitting just this near to me.
Now my waiting here is free.
Few are the choices we are given,
The sand
The case had been tried by the jury inside
The choice between darkness and light
The choice between darkness and light
Uh oh, uh oh, oh, oh oh
They ain't ready for this (hey)
L.T Hutton (ooh)
T.I
Ashanti
It's that new 'Pac, y'all
Pac's life
(Everybody needs
on your shoulder
Will it be Hell or Heaven on earth the choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna, live life for all it's
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