goodbye forever more There goes my reason for living there goes the one of my dreams There goes my only possesion there goes my everything [ steel - piano
off, right there. I had scarletina this one time, and was quarantined. I had a tonsillectomy. I even re R one time in the hospital, of course for you know the reason
head off, right there. I had Scarletina this one time, and was quarantined, I had a tonsillectomy, I even remember one time in the hospital, of course for you know the reason
I need a reason to get up /before I wash my face The junkies the Hookers the dealers the place kickin' off my covers / trippin' off the fact that I
plug 'em in my wall You a knife at a gun fight, our shit is raw You a square, you're silverware in a civil war The Slaughterhouse wolf pack, riders under the moon The reason
know the reason why I feel so blue when I'm away from you I'll hold you in my heart till I can hold you in my arms So darling please wait for me [ piano
Mindsize was recorded and, in fact, had no ties (musically) to any other songs that we had written. It was set apart in that it featured piano, something
wild He asked me to be patient, well, I failed, "Grow up", I cried And as the smoke was clearing he said, "Give me one good reason why" What a strange
the reason I hang my head in shame Oh you tell me to forget you and to stop my hangin' round I'd be ashamed if I were you you've made me what I am [ piano
my baby out on a midnight train Lord, reason why baby, I I been so long writin' to you I said the reason why, baby I been so long writin' to you Because
i could never could quite bring myself to write a bunch of shit i don't like wasting time On music that won't make me proud But now I've found a reason
fuck up, you're left faceless Hustlers bury money in Garcia Vega cigar cases Give the drummer some, pianos, guitar basses Trumpet in tune, Pharoahe and Prince legitimate reasons
you cause you're you [ piano ] No matter what may be the style or season I know your heart will always be true I love you for a hundred thousand reasons
each Phrase like puzzle pieces: Planned, Precise, and Perfect You play me like a piano or a pastime. I could be your Voice of reason. You can be
! My hopes became a statue my mouth became a gun In the hit parade of self interest I remained at number one I was Mozart's old piano with a special gold
sly just like stone, high all alone, glowin', rap crews oblivious all outta they zone, and i was told to treat em cold, a blow, ever keepin' flow, theres no reason
in, come in Knock, knock, knock, knock, come in Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in) Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto No
bones spread out on the dance floor Chomping bits on your way to the supermarket Well respected, well received, the piano and the luggage Own the reason