Lyrics:
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
The bridge, so high
The bridge, so tall
Here is where it started
On the bridge
The moon is big and yellow
And the stars are all a' glow
From
like puff than magic
Then pass it when I'm through 'cause my crew
(Gots to have it)
I don't claim to be a big rap star
'Cause no matter who you are,
at it and I said, "This is big"
Man my game so cold, I said, "This is rigged"
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them bitches cross they'
was the right thing
We were alone
Under the stars
Getting in the mood
Kissing under the
Big bright shiny stars
That light up the sky
Kissing in
was the right thing
We were alone
Under the stars
Getting in the mood
Kissing under the
Big bright shiny stars
That light up the sky
Kissing in
by one.
You got it, mister big.
(Mark Heard)
Strong man strangles universe--he drowns the stars
Blinded by the mission of a thousand wars
He's fit and dominant--no wonder why
He
front of the cars
Standin' in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin', but you ain't original
You just shootin everything and you pimpin' hoes
a ticket and the train leaves by quarter to four
I can see her now with the great big eyes waitin' at the station door
Ain't that fine ain't that fine
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
by
And all we have are the mem'ries of our boys who have to die
They're living with their Savior beyond the crystal sea
In the Star Spangled Heaven
album (what?)
Revival flopped, came back and I scared the crap out 'em
But Rolling Stone stars, I get two and a half outta
Five, and I'll laugh out
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
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Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
I know that I've been living
In the city of stars, where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
In the city
a moving mouth
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I bleed it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm
light
Then gave you that look
They were in her eyes, she couldn't hide 'em
By the end of the night, you were falling just like stars
You stare
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
place ain't big enough
For stars and stripes
Counting out the statesmen
Bungling one by one
Spelling out this segregation
So the catchword be
Words by June Hershey
Music : Don Swander
Lyrics:
X = Clap
The stars at night are big and bright, X X X X
Deep In the Heart of Texas
The Prairie
the sunshine on my shoulders
Got a fistful of four leaf clovers
Yeah my cup runneth over
My sky is blue
Been kissed by Lady Luck
The stars are all lined up,
way before the drill beef
Doesn't matter this is sheer relief, I feel the breeze this is
Superhero material, rap star status
Premier album still
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