their all hopein' He'll Emerge the victim My words are pictures And yes the colors so loud that u heard my scripture With four walls Give me the right brush and I draw all
a movie starrin me, so far Chorus: repeat 2X Do you know where you're goin to? Do you like the things that life is showing you? Where are you going to? Do you
Asked you how you look, are you ready? You tell her you look hot, not to worry at all Niggas will be shook, y'all doin' it heavy She's telling you she
'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you
too much but I'll take my chances 'Cause God's stopped keeping score And you cling to the things they sold you Did you cover your eyes when they told you
all day long It's amazin', babe, how I let it go On and on for this long You blamin' me, I'm blamin' you I can't say you're right, but I sure ain't
peace [Kanye West] You know what, yo? you a bitch! you should have a travel agent cuz you a trip you should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit but all you
dark I woke up to find You had broke all the rules and you changed your mind Didn't I love you good? Didn't I love you right? Then tell me where are you
at the bar Saw that look of recognition When they know just who you are I seen you on the tv I seen you on that show You make the people crazy And then you
I think you are really fit You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it You're fit, but you're fit, but you know it You're fit but you know it I think,
intermission I will sing each note that that composer wrote As you can hear my trilling isn't very thrilling But no one can say I wasn't very willing To attempt a thing
4 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, baby give me more Pick me up, pick me up, you are my Ducati All up on your frame, baby, say my name Show you how to get 'em, show you
? These things I think about When I'm out with you What are the holes in biros for? Which one's with in the Corrs? Did Jeff Hearst really score? 'Cause
man, you are the saddest thing I know You got a cold sweat begging for the score You lose it all as you stumble to the floor Say, man, you are the saddest
It's confidential If I (If I) Let you get me (Let you, let you) Take off my jeans (Let you, let you) You're gonna be The first one to score And if
, I'll believe you when Whoa, and I'll believe you when Whoa, when everything you say Don't turn out wrong, all wrong I could call you everyday Give presents by the score
and touched you And you're so unconcerned, unconcerned You must have known that your cruel silence Would be so hard to bear And yet you let me wait You
Turn it up, makes me so proud I believe in this feeling Well you've lost all the things That sharing could bring Thought you were doing right But violence and flames And torches and chains are