their goal of getting higher viewership I don't know if I have the courage to remove their masks I just know that the serious men are the most attractive
open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning
again, from them sick bitches workin' up at Kentucky Fried Chicken, The mother fuckers hate me and I know that they do, Because they have to get to work
't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. Beneath the sands of the mighty Sahara lies, Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened tombs where dead men
hall You ask about work and you ask about pay They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day Working their copper claims, risking their lives So
, it's no loss I'm the boss at my job 'cause I hire all workers Tired of the sob story tear jerkers Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums Never sold work
clearly, had been blessed He grew up believing, among other things Man was made in the image of god He went to school, observed all rules While working
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight You don't want to work, you want to live like a king
must have an heir soon, don't you understand? Men Working on the land that we're born to live for Loving for the land, it is where we're blessed (Working
and now he'll never come again. Mrs. Lovett: Easy now, hush love hush I keep telling you - Todd: When? Mrs.Lovett:What's your rush? Todd:Why do I
turned down"Gone with the Wind." SHELDRAKE No, that was me. ENSEMBLE Gotta run. BETTY And I guess I was disappointed. I've read some of your other work
Cleopatterer did. Verse 3 She danced new dances now and then. The sort that make you blush. Each time she did them, scores of men Got injured in the rush
Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach follow my lead Firewinds gust, empire crush Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit the rush
I'm mad about you (I'm mad about you) Can't live without you (can't live without you) I'm crazy 'bout you (I'm crazy 'bout you) So don't be stupid--you
) Set your spirit free, it's the only way to be Silly games that you were playing, empty words we both were saying, Let's work it out boy, let's work
the bad man do Work your fantasy, and you good to go Me give you all of the game that a gal fi know You get four men, four of them working four different
hall You ask about work and you ask about pay They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day Working the copper claims, risking their lives