Coffins and grave yard signs. Ominous directions. Below the grass outside, There holds a never ending ride. Where do souls go to hide after deportation
For my own sanity, let me explain away, for your own auditory. A light resides above a prize. It's seen by all, a mystery, a building with no entrances
Isolate your plagiaristic stealings of my mistakes, it goes again and again In a circular motion, one way train Stalemate, the ideals in which you have
you're special, but you can't fool me. Maybe I'm going crazy, but I think you're abstaining little lady. The jury has convicted. It's unanimous. Execution at
Slowly things, start to fall in - Place me in, your arms till the sun comes up, morning brings us glory tales of a new day. This fantasy, reality, say
You're walkin' inside, feelin' alive The lights are in vibe, the sweat is flyin' You put on a smile and let yourself dive, the stage is set tonight You
and sang this song? We love you Nickee Coco We were so sad when we thought we had lost you Nickee Coco now we're so happy because at last we found
Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waitin for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga
, you'll succeed at last Don't you know, listen Rome was not built in a day Opposition will come your way But the hotter the battle you see It's the sweeter the victory
Disneyland!'' Just imagine the victory parade. Peter was at the head. (Flush) But after a few minutes he was through and then the parade began with Peter at
I concentrate come on down to the land let us blastinate People lookin at me like he's too nasty to date Gimme my dick back we in the last days every
, diamonds, i put you in a phearohs arms, lets raise those glasses, nobody claimed that we lost it, we just overcame all the crosses, everyone staring at
with the night nowhere to run there's nowhere to hide the time has come to raise your sword against the evil unknown fight and believing I'll have the victory Last
s still blue without clouds in sight At the end of the tunnel there's always a light Things aren't always what they seem to be What feels like defeat may be victory
to me (mee!) Y'all ain't gon' do nothing at aaaall! {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo} I talk about your ass forever man! Ever man, ever man... Hh! Ever man! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!} [Verse 1:] Hehe! - Last
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all - a one two, a check a one two If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
? if we can never have a baby cuz i gotta smoke a blunt on the daily. will you love me? when you get a call sayin that she fucked me a show last fall.
the suburbs Instead of working for the poor Down at the inner-city mission Where there's so much disappointment And very few rewards For every victory
