you know that I love you, I'm glad we could have a vacation this year, Oh neat-o, glad we could have a vacation this year." They left that night
job as a domestic Workin' for the minimum wage All her friends back home in Jamaica They say, 'You really got it made in the shade' But they don't see
up Layin in tha town where they pump crack and cripped up See everybody knows you stole that tone Sold a bunch a' records now you scared to go back home (OOHH!!) Chorus 1x You
you. *All I need from you is all your love, All you got to give to me is all your love, All I need from you is all your love, All you got to give
church! But when you die and go to hell, you can answer to Satan! [Kenny:] OK! [Stan:] You see your breath hangin' in the air, you see homeless people
am young tell a foe from a friend I will live quick to enchant I am strong and so glad to extend I can give handfuls of dawn You the strange to kaleidoscope
waters come And the Holy King of Israel loves me here in America CHORUS: And if you listen to my songs I hope you hear the water falling I hope you
thine attention Get hit so bad with two jitsu stabs I abid you And if you rap I'ma send you back rappin in a tavern If you mad kid it's just too bad
you, want from me Tell me.. (I am the one) What you want from me? Not guilty [Jay-Z] Uhh, okay, you on my radar, I got you too bitch Got lame bitches
am young Tell a foe from a friend ------ I will live Quick to enchant ------ I am strong And so glad to extend ------ I can give Handfuls of dawn ------ You
'll issue you a ticket right before they beat you I'm glad the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare you Check the rearview, you'll see the camcorder
years old You can smell them getting pregnant You can hear their rock and roll That's America You have to be tough Like a glad trash bag The government
me destroy you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you (of all you)... I don
my dying breath Do you remember that is what I'm asking you? You think you living free don't let me laugh at you Open your eyes realize that you have
Layin in tha town where they pump crack and cripped up See everybody knows you stole that tone Sold a bunch a' records now you scared to go back home (OOHH!!) Chorus 1x You
if you get ahead how quickly you forget, You're hanging from a burning rope without a safety net, They tax you when you sell, They tax you when you buy