Lyrics:
me that shot when I was just about to quit
So to not see him with me would be a shockin' image
And I'm the definition of what a concrete chin is
proved to you!
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
a plot of dirt
Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on
So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone
The summer
With
wishin' we could bring them
Back with songs like dis
Old flicks on us chillin' wit
Da old time clique
Holdin' nines, thoughts of death
Not our lives we risk
she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn't even greet 'em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said "my husband meeting me here"
Alabam'!"
That's where you stop your train
That brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain
Where my honey lamb am
I will be right there with bells
When
step down from your throne
And let me bring you back to the earth
Need I remind you
I am the ruler here
Don't overlook that fact
Swearing
intact
Then it will help you bring him back
[Lil Kim]
I've been in this thing for years
It made me an animal
Me and my girl
Mo wrote you'll
to Christ, can I bring my mother back to life?
And if I die tonight, will I see her in the afterlife? (Jesus)
But back to reality, where everything's
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't
sometime we'd learn
The one you love is the one
That should take you higher
You ain't got no one
You better go back out and find her
Just like children
Think I'm getting over him
The sap is risin' in the tree
The blood is runnin' in my heart
Brings desire back to me
I wonder who will the next
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin
North, seeking middle-class prosperity
But by the summer of 1967
Much of that hope had turned to hopelessness (yo)
Yo, you that wrong, I crack a sky,
to have a single daughter with the upper hand
Little does she know you're never coming back
She put you in her brother's hand only for him to formulate
Meh, whatever the case is
The card he played was Ace of Spades but no races
A spastic, some call him loony
When he spit a tomb sarcastic, it's Paul
Wedding Song (There Is Love)
Song by Noel Paul Stookey
He is now to be among you
ct the calling of your hearts.
Rest assured this troubadour is
was Paulie Ann yeah that was his good woman
John Henry threw his hammer over his shoulder and went on home
He laid down to rest his weary back
Polly Ann
Yeah that was his good woman
John Henry threw his hammer over his shoulder and went on home
He laid down to rest his weary back and early next
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
to my room with the tooth in the middle
And bring along the bottle and a president'
And-eh sometimes it's not so easy, baby
Especially when your
half the times we flaunt 'cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool 'cause I love you
F*** what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time,
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