affections are turning grey Yeah, we're part of the music scene Envy of the choosy scene Part of the music scene Part of the music scene Part of the choosy scene
Translation: The Fall. Music Scene.
a nigga who fronting It's alright 'cause you getting money and everybody want it Smoke a big sliff Get myself for a blunted Fall on the floor and
with your acrobatic, player hatin' tatics Tryin' to jump over the bree and plannin' and hustlin' I've been corporatin' to this music over these years Y'all will fall
up a cold case love And it got the best of us And now prints, pictures & white outlines Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Of a cold case love, love (Music
my name to survive, damn Im lucky to be alive, The rooftops block any rain out Im in the booth and im letting all my pain out, I feel powerful, i got music
and behold, what do I see? In the distance, some resistance [Doodlebug] When I traveled the land like my man in Kung Fu moshin' up this hip hop scene
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed
know that I know, you know that love is danger If you are to fall in love Then where should you stand to begin with? And when the falling's done How
Po-yo, I even gotta tight what cut from the Hair Cut Joe, man let me get my shit right cause Im not gone be the one to fall off, cause I know Im gonna
, RARRH! You shouldn't bother this Leave me alone like a son he'll be fatherless! I got the asiatic flow mixed with disco Roll up on the scene like the
in this war dance, if one fall Ten more's in his place to advance the cause, it's all [reggae chat interlude] [various samples] "This program includes dramatic re-enactments of scenes
to reach an mc and reach a little child in the same degree And my elders excel I mean what the hell we might as well bridge these gaps in all before we fall
from from from? The terrible T What I claim claim claim? C.W.B. So all that bullshit you talkin' don't mean nothin' to me G.B. and me fall up in the
Words and music by bob seger Think in terms of bridges burned Think of seasons that must end See the rivers rise and fall They will rise and fall again
[Verse 1] I hit the scene with another persuasion A criminal invastion Nigga thats what I'm workin with Is it my fault or your fault This world got me
the starring role, in a world of love-struck wonder; It's a tale full of promise, about two crazy kids; Falling in love, but in flashback. And then the music, that gorgeous music
fog in the street; flickering candles in the room. Hear the churchbell ring. See the children playing. I fell the pure delight, and the snow is falling
