Lyrics:
is real live wire
Oh, it's a burning sensation
Far beyond imagination
Love is like an itching in my heart, tearing it all apart
Just an itching
nigga dyin' by a black nigga gun
And keep on listening to the frontin' ass rap niggas son
Yeah I said son
This is New York's finest
For 11 winters
Carolina, I heard of named J. Cole (Cole)
And they say they delayed his flight, so they gotta Photoshop him in
I hope this shit look right (I hope it right)
there'll never be a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch,
a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put
Keeps me going, retains my sanity
The nights I spend alone when there's just
Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue and me
Stevie died
Line of limousines leaving one by one
The prayers been prayed the hands been sung
Black mascara has already run
But the tears keep flowing
You
a portable box
I can fill with ice and keep all my Natty Lights
Nice and cold
You gotta love Styrofoam
You can cram it down in your flower pots
Get it
keep it real with you (Black Sopranos Family)
I'm straight though (I'm good)
This street shit made me what I am today, nigga
Niggas know I went so
to work so hard to make it all pay
Man has to struggle all the live long day
Man keeps on moving 'cause he can t keep still
Man has to set his goals
the company image
You maintain their rules to live by
Shine your shoes let's keep a neat haircut
Now that you're wearing a coat and tie
Mr. Guder
Say!
never
More, more, more and more
And over and over again
Keep that goodness coming
Keep it coming, keep it coming
Keep it coming, coming
Keep it
high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
Sometimes I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I lost
And the way I got double crossed
By
Um lampin', um lampin', um cole cole lampin'
I got loowies boy, um not trampin
I just came from da-crib ya know
Um on da go-throw ya tank into
high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
high
Let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky
do it-a little by little:
Rise from your sleepless slumber! Yes, yeah! Yes, yeah!
We're more than sand on the seashore,
We're more than numbers.
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
One in the army?
Captain... Major...
Sargent!
That's it!
So many cards in the pack
You want to know how to keep track?
Well, one is good
leaving and by now it should be gone
I keep on thinking those thoughts that keep making me want you all the time
I should be trying to find me a way I
leaving and by now it should be gone
I keep on thinking those thoughts that keep making me want you all the time
I should be trying to find me a way I
By jim carroll and steve linsley
You're passing,
I hear your shadow through the door
It's outlined on my shade
Like a map of some foreign shore
If I
her pretty little feet
And your buddies can carry you home
You can back off and let her dance with me
And live to fight another day
Or you can keep
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