Lyrics:
and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar
Oh, beat it man, beat it
If a Yankee come to Trinidad
They
I mean this is the turning point right
It gets real here
Like you
You know you get that point where you don't know what to do
Other than what you're
no pilot
And the station's left me I know
But if you should happen to find it
Please bring it home, bring it home
And the point of all this living
Is
sadness?
Your apathy has mothers crying
But it's nothing 'til it comes to a point
He finds a hole in their defense
He says, "well, they can't approve"
can stay hy- like -dro
Don't act like you don't know, I'm about to fly a flow
I'm three from three from a three-point land
With more devastation
the truth
He was just gon' say whatever that you told him to
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Y'all got dirt on each other like mud
that song called "Kill Me"
Of people's rape
Recorded on tape
Bought shame to the presidency
Tonight, tonight
One more point for human right
Remember
is a task I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can't I just look forward? It's not sympathy I ask.
We've reached the turning point; we've
with a pounding in the head
It's getting to the point where you'll be leaving
You'll be leaving me for dead
Well go and cry yourself to sleep
I'll be
Surely not for a point
Watch my words make your smile break
And see the kind of pain I've set afloat
Through all the crowd day to day
The smallest things
this shit sounds excitin'and everything right now man
But you just wait til uh ... we get to that point
Where we have disagreements then ya'll gonna
does
It's okay baby 'cause everybody fucks
I know it's straight to the point
But I'd rather be straight up and straight forward
Instead of playing
what you do (come on, come on, come on, come on)
Think about a ring and all the things that come along with
You make me
You make me
At this point
soiled but you disco
You're wasted now and you think there was a point but you don't know
You would take us all down with you if you would
Stab me in
like ice on the sky
With small points of light flying by
The buildings around me they sway
I like you much more than I say
I dreamed we were out
Chorus (Johnny May Cash)
Mmm
We be on point
Nobody got drive for ma
He show me youll do a T once again
And we aint no violent ones we settin trends
I'm not a thug
No, no, no, no
I'm not a gangsta
But I won't hesitate
To cock back, bust and point blank ya
Lord thank ya
I'm like that coke
song
(Sex) Stronger than any drug even love
S-E-X oh
It's getting to the point where I (where I)
I watch it on TV when I buy DVD's
Thirty-nine
louder doesn't make you right
You don't have to yell, oh
You don't have to yell
I tuned in to hear the news
I don't want your point of view
If that's
on Skyline Drive
A pastel sunset colored the sky, the city below them
He points down to the place that he lives from
Up on Skyline Drive
Marble furniture
too much for anything before this
Forward
We laughed at the same thing
We smear at their point of no return crushing back for what
And I wouldn't go
you point to
Like "Oh him? Sat in front. What a dream, What a catch he was"
Never thought It'd be true
Never thought I could have you
With all my
(Run away)
(Run away)
So sick of the fightin'
We're fightin' for what?
So we can fight some more
There’s no point in tryin' you’ve
Given me up
Got
Pegasus
Pegasus is at my door
As I exit
The point of life is to be endured
It's just a myth
You can't explain what we are for
You just persist
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