Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen bloody red What's said in the book of dead is now all forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I
from Doug's 'La-de-da-de' I can't get a bleep? What's the deal? Maybe my words are just too real It's not profanity, it's just the man and me He doesn
This ain't for Z100 'Ye told me to kill y'all to keep it 100 This is for Hot 9-7 The shit for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in Nigga, this shit
from your pa I wanna steal your attention Like a bad outlaw And I wanna stand out in a crowd for you A man among men I wanna make your world better Than it's
I two way her, she don't hit me back, somethin' is funny So I called her mother's house And asked her had she seen my baby Roll my 6 around, lookin for
her, she don't hit me back, something is funny So I called her mother's house and asked her, had she seen my baby (whoa, ah) Drove my 6 around lookin' for
Please talk to me, Bring the voice of - of the Rastaman, Communicating to - 'cating to everyone. How I (know) - how I know, how I (know) - how I know - And that's
his voice in stone Then flies away, then flies away Ariel sings overhead Deaf men mouth the words she's said But they don't hear the songs she's singing
men. When Muhammad Ali gets mad When an Irishman drinks It's all for a woman It's all for his home It's all meat on the same bone It's all meat, same
die Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king
Please don't take him just because you can You could have your choice of men But I could never love again He's the only one for me, Jolene I had to
voices (Calling from above) And I know they may seem real (These signals of love) But our life's made up of choices (Some without appeal) They took for
near The angel's glad tidings of joy to hear. Draw dros y twyni mae cwmni ar daith Yn dilyn y seren ar siwrnai faith. Over the hills now the wise men
Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For
What's left in the wheelchair? Who bothers what's in there? Who worries what life's like on wheels? No body to speak of. No willpower, voice, love.
take him for a sucka 'cuz it's not what he's about Everytime I need him, he always got my back Never disrespectful for 'cuz his momma taught him that
And I fall in love all over You never, never ask for nothing That's why I wanna give you everything That's why I sing, the joy you bring It's worth
