I don't feel as if I know you You take up all my time The days are long and the nights will throw you away 'Coz the sun don't shine Nobody ever mentions
I hitched a ride with my soul by the side of the road Just as the sky turned black I took a walk with my fame down memory lane I never did find my way
All your dreams are made When you're chained to the mirror of your razor blade Today's the day that all the world will see Another sunny afternoon Walking
Here's my ghetto story Been in hell, through the fire Now gonna take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys
Intro: Alicia Keys] (Baby Cham) Here's my, ghetto story (*Story) Been in hell through the fire, now, gonna take it higher (This a survival story, true
at - you! i grew up on the streets of N.Y.C. i've seen the world through the military the racist feelings that people breed from young to old it's world history
I've been thinking of everything I used to want to be I've been thinking of everything Of me, of you and me This is the story of my life (And these are
Brother Louie - Stories She was black as the night Louie was whiter than white Danger, danger when you taste brown sugar Louie fell in love overnight
The Stories One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever
I woke this morning Love laid me down by a river Drifting I turned on upstream bound for my forgiver In the giving of my eyes to see your face Sound did
Darling can you see something inside Can't be denied it's the way that you feel If you want it, you gotta try Taking the best of the lesson you know
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue I may be your forgotten son Who wandered off at twenty-one It
Superstar I am! I haven't dropped the classic, No ill matter, it was written, all I am! Honest to the public, that I am! ?that I am, ?perhaps that's you
Yo Hilary, its Romeo and you know what? We're gonna make em' dance this Christmas Left, right now shake what? What you want? Yo what you want? Tell me
Hey Hey, T-Swizzle {T-Swizzle} And T-Pizzle {T-Pizzle} [Taylor Swift:] I'm like 8 foot 4 Blond hair to the floor You shorties never thought I dreamed
Moses come riding up on a quasar His spurs was a-jingling, the door was ajar His buckle was silver, his manner was bold And I asked him to come in out
Baby here I am and I'm a man upon the scene I can give you what you want but you got to come home with me I got a whole lot of good old loving and I got