Lyrics:
to the ground
And beaten by the vicar's wife
No-one stops to help they're far too busy
Trying to save their own lives
A tiny girl screams for mother
John 15:13
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
I wear my seatbelt in the car I buckle up for safety
I run for cover from the storm
I wear a band aid on my
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your grave site nigga
15th Ave, miracle nigga
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few nigga
John Doe nigga, you
well)
Guess I'd better save up (cho takai)
[Chorus: x 2]
Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see
gets me goin' now
Never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts I throw
Like Clyde with the finger roll
was brightest and best
Till the professor lured him
To the hopeless nest
Now he lives for the shortcut
Like a citizen should
Tells the class with
the peace
Without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston
When he rode by the general store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man called
tried to so hard to kill
The boy inside the man
I spent a thousand years one night in my room
I've lived so many lives and that is my doom
Can you
more cowboys
If we did it with a handshake, we'd save a lot of paper
That'd save a lot of trees we're shippin' overseas to make her
If we stood by
twenty-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan Mohicans
And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers
Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the wings
While outside in
Tryin' to Stay Alive
(Wy-Clef Jean)
We got the Refugees All-Stars rubba dubbin?in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell.
Nah mean
and you
Oh yea, and you, your friend and you too
One thing on my mind, that’s true
It must be on my mind, guess who?
Mick and Legend want all the women
In
by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we
while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars, and bitches
Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in
victems of circumstance
because they poor and live in this building
so they must endure the killings
and once our babies are born by the millions
i will
I can hear the music down the hall, Lord the party's getting loud
And I'm sitting by myself here in this little room, and I'm not coming out
I've
the Benjies
But I bet your favorite rapper doesn’t save his pennies
Probably drinks henny and got dumped by Jenny
Exact change I got range like Stephen
Body
every time a tour rolls by, you know we'll stay at
Laurel Drive
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
John Thatcher Longley, clean up your house
Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name
A rose by any other still beautifies the room
So don't get consumed when a brother's known
live an endless night tonight
( Swaying through the night
Look into my eyes
Save one dance for me
Ooh like John & Baby)
( Swaying through
dress around her legs
And I'm sittin' right by the stage for this
Pornstar dancin'
Your body's lightin' up the room
I want a naughty girl like you
street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
That used to read
Jesus Saves
A mile away live the rich folks
And I see
by email
But that's all I'ma save you the detail
Therapy with a beat and a freestyle
Either way, live today, I'ma be well
'Cause I never wanna let
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