the spell I've got no memories just a photograph I've got the best there is of you You're just a devil with a pretty angel face You've made your choice
When bread and fishes are all you have All you have is all He asks of you When you give your all to Him then He does too Bread & Fishes can feed a multitude
Translation: Fish. Angel Face.
Como un angel en una prision la dejaban encerrada en su habitacion. Un incienso y un disco de Los Doors y un cigarro marihuana calmaban su dolor.
You make the rain fall 'Cause you're so beautiful that it's painful Yeah, you told me that you were an angel But I already know what you came for You
I'ma wish to die free They say gon' head, ball like Mrs. Ivory, And I do The realest in my age group, no shit SoHo, Cosmo, Bah Mar blow fish? Let's make
got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Now let me talk my shit! Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish Weezy
be getting paid like outta this world, Hip-Hop is a bitch and I'm proud of this Girl. When the sharks come to see how the fish curl, This is my Game you
dat man of mine Oh listen sister I love my mister man And I can't tell you' why Dere ain't no reason Why Ishould love dat man It mus' be sumpin dat de angels done plan Fish
That fish, that money, Bubba Sparxxx Now allow me to present the very first resident Of this millennium mind frame, no angel but Heaven-sent So make
Got laser beams shooting out my face [Mickey Factz] I never rolled a spliff I used to smoke a bit But then I got over it After I started noticin this Fish
fly Fish bite moonbeams every night And I love you Godspeed, little man Sweet dreams, little man Oh, my love will fly to you Each night on angels wings
of my Range Fuck the FEDS, two green and one red Firm tight, hold the dice in this game of life Aces suffice Paper's a must Fallen Angels and Angel dust
that You fuck around I'll have you sleepin' where the saints at Sincerely yours, Shyne, muthafuckin' Po Bitch, get yo bags, hit the muthafuckin' door May the angels
Hitting switches like bitches after the brew And pulling homicides on snitches like you (That's what we do) [Frank V] Everything you heard was real on the really I drink like a fish
eat for days Up stepped a little boy With the basket please take this Lord he said And with just five loaves and two little fishes Five thousand had fish
for days Up stepped a little boy with the basket please take it Lord he said And with just a five loaves and two little fishes five thousand had fish