THey wonder how we do what we do Panamera Porsches me and you Stuck to your side like, like, like glue be by your side whatever your gonna do [Chorus: Keri Hilson & T.I.] I got your
?we could hate one another? Hate our sisters and brothers in the sea of disuniTy?. Get my fill when the bloodspills, Get my fill when the bloodspills Get my fill
life I wanna say goodbye This could be the last time you see me alive I, I may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived Could this be the end
the world in dust. Her forces are closing in to your sanctuary. So use your imagination to end her reign. Remember these words, and be strong!" The chosen
be Bereft of piercing vision, her victims will be free Salvation lies in banishing this creature to the dark Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your
body's guest, Upon your impish arrant Let none be guiled by false confession Truth shall be your warrant Fly soul for your body must die But for those
Yo man, you gotta be, you know, you gotta be on to die, man What's up with that? Yo bro-shot, yeah, word up bro-shot Uh, we need some brothers to be,
Hey did you know This room will fill with smiling folks Who know me well With dollar smiles and chairs that are made of gold Impress, glass of wine and
the game is worth the prize. With this wine and with this music, how can anything be clear? Let's wait and see it may just be the perfect year. (
I have no doubt that would be thrilling But alas it seems my glass requires refilling (Fosco takes her glass and re-fills it generously-as he does she
flossin'll get your reputation touched Too much rappin'll get your big mouth shut Protect your neck nigga, you'll get it in the gut You wearin' a vest? What if you get your
that I would have to let you go May not be true to see that you return one day But in your present state you may as well not be here at all You wear
seeps Thus spake our Fruvous: "Thrive as you may with extravagent ways Toronto, enjoy your disposable days One day you'll rot in your urban malaise"
They may be hard of hearing So keep yellin' at the top of your lungs Now everybody's got guns They wanna be hard rocks and not be a fool That buys a
give us a chance J.W. be an angel for me Come on and fill our glass Cosmetic man We wish you a merry warm death May your Mercedes Wrap around your neck
always come true. Lullaby and goodnight, May sleep softly surround you while your dreams fill your eyes With a melody of love May the moonlight embrace you The starlight caress you May
I would have to let you go May not be true to see that you would return one day But in your present state you may as well not be here at all You wear