Search results for 'holiday live by scorpions' Page #7

I want to live my life, cause I gat no time
I got no stress, orimolada bami shey
Let Dem put my songs for replay
Boys no dey get holiday
Ginger for

for years
You were swallowed by the doubt, and eaten up by the fear
Saying will we make it, make it
Following our dreams
Will I see you at the end

to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying

some kind of fire

I want my blade and put it on a shirt
I ain't gonna make it, they don't know who I am
Walk through the fire while getting burned by

Mon ami with your miss Issa me holiday
Wanna shake bum bum on me everyday
Wanna rum pum pum pum on me in every way
Wanna live life full like it

Enough thinking about last year lets live for tonight,
I'll put my hands here, holding you tight,
The holiday's not far away, so slow me down again, I say

real geek man, I'm a geek (yeah), huh-uh (eh)
Yeah, huh, stop sayin' all that you live, huh, stop sayin' you so real, uh
Stop sayin' you get money,

I'm a Ruffryder

Jadakiss

A Gangster and a Gentleman

2002

guns on me
Get down and dirty, all by my lonely
I leave your brains on your block all around your homies
Live by the code of honor, stay holdin' armor

Vanishing Point

New Order

Silence

1992

and tears of sorrow
He buys love to sell tomorrow

My life ain't no holiday
I've been through the point of no return
I've seen what a man can do
I've

on holiday
Born in the wrong time (wrong time)
Sometimes I feel like my life is punch a line (punch line)
Strung along by the riptide (riptide)
But we aren’t

Yo check out my live today at 4:15/
I'll be vibin' and rockin' a set in quarantine/
F thee authorities. Don't get it twisted G/
I'm tryin' to hit

Well,um it's the holiday season
And Santas' been checkin' his list to see whos' been naughty or nice
And I'm kinda feelin' guilty
So I wrote a song

on the road again

I had a little woman in Memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my side
I tried so

to madness by blinding anger
I will use what's left of my strength to raze and salt the earth
Your fathers, where are they?
And the prophets, do they live

that would fight him
So incited by this Hera sent
A scorpion to find him

From a single sting that son
Of Poseidon did die and
He was made

and doing my thang even though I grew up in the church
Headed for death, led by flesh
I was a mess, I must confess
God gave me breath
Went from a wretch,

about a Rhubarb pie then just segue into sex
Ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music
Hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle, say it
Mouthful

tryna live a little
Fucked around with no supplies tryna give a little
I was looking at life through coincidentals
Now I'm feeling out vibes like

V-Town Farms we on Nef's Breath
You ain't had her off the loud cuz she ain't death yet
Neffy name hold weight like I chest rep
It's still long live Cash do

the season, 
There's only One Reason
I live and I die for the Name of JESUS!!

Boy, the adversary plottin on me tryna get to me, tell em get behind me,
Thanks

side like a fucking Orthodox
Call the cops cuz I heard someone got shot
But they got a phobia of coming over here
Draco stung him like a scorpion I said

for kids shotgun for silly rabbits
Killing habits developed by young Cheetahs in the fast lane
No Fathers to show em morals they spitting on their last

Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy

Bing Crosby

Coolest Christmas

1994

changing

Yeah, he does that a lot doesn't he? Umm, oh, I'm David Bowie. I live down the road

Oh!

Sir Percival lets me use his piano when he's not

Christmas day the most exciting holiday
But not for me
Cause it's always the time my heart would keep on breaking
No I try to keep on moving to get by
Hope