scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge / As if my love
The thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California Born in Fort July Fourth you're
We some dirty niggaz born to die However, whenever you feel that you ready to kill Bring it on muthafucka if you ready to fire And watch that pride get
record test, nothing we can't handle At the house they had the mics on the mantle Looked at the DJ and said "May I?" Lit it up like the Fourth of July
they come There they go I love my jeans and I love my hair I love a real tight skirt and a real nice pair And on the Fourth of July I love the rockets
He was born on the fourth day of July So his parents called him Independence Day He married a girl named Justice Who gave birth to a son called Nation
eyes I cannot make them go away 'Cause you were born on the fourth of July, freedom ring Now something on the surface it stings I said something on
knew a girl who was almost a lady She had a way with all the men in her life Every inch of her blossomed in beauty And she was born on the fourth of July
He was born on the fourth day of July So his parents called him Independence Day He married a girl named Justice who gave birth to a son called Nation
was back on the bayou Rollin' with some Cajun Queen Wishin' I were a fast freight train Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans Born on the bayou Born on the bayou Born on
hope this song will explain, Just why my balls are bigger than a dynamite satchel of pain, Well I was born in the back of a truck on the fourth of july
out like a child in the dead of the night scared of thunder scared of might but you're by my side and we were both born on the fourth of july about fifteen
in Dunedin Bay Took three strong men to reel him in And a fourth to finally put the cuffs on him Rastus Russell born of bad blood Raised on misery, murder
stayed Head gettin' more fucked by the day He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why And then a little girl on the fourth of July Was born in
Legend has it in forty seven Four thousand bikes met a force of seven Fourth of July was the time In a town called Hollister At the uphill climb Poor
blue upon a birthday cake My brother, he was born on the fourth of the July and that's all Why do you waste my time? Is the answer to the question on
was back on the Bayou Rollin' with some Cajun Queen Wishin' I was a fast freight train Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou Born on
