Where are we, There?s more to this than you know. When you see, That the worlds outside your window. Ohhhhh, Ahhhhh, Yeah. There?s a light that
: Where are we, There?s more to this than you know. When you see, That the worlds outside your window. Ohhhhh, Ahhhhh, Yeah. There?s a light that
{Wart, holocaust thats God's wrath It's a man's war against himself It's God's war against man is holocaust And what's coming now is God's war against
DJ play Let the record spin again In this wunderland where I met you.. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 Hold your breath and count to eleven (music, music, music, music) Bodies moving wunderland Open
your finest inspiration Your dreams will open the door It makes no difference if you're black or white If you're a boy or a girl If the music's pumping
' something mean to it Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music
certainties could turn into my currencies but you'll never see my shirt wide open With the chest hair blowing in the wind I know it You never see me loose it trying to justify my music
got whiplash, I took off so fast The sun roof was open , the music was high And this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh She had opened up
diddy bop and shop with Oprah Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed
{"Sirius" by Alan Parsons Project plays in the background.. better known to some as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music} [P. Diddy] Yeah can you
world order So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter waters You walk 'em through it, you know, talk 'em through it Know these beads is more than music
it heaven sent M-J take you to places that you never went One room, one night for every day spent Knocking a dent in the Sheetrock she's hot Got them legs fanned open
it's like my whole squad up in the Jeep Blowing up the spot or we hit them know what I mean Got you open we keeping you niggas up like caffine Flying
Turn me up a little louder! I started writing the music in my head, I'm gonna find no words while I'm still open there, You give me hope, you give me
[Bruno Mars] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna
Tulip Baroo Tulip Baroob Tulip Baroob The underhanded grocer is soaking a tube Soaking a tube Tulip Baraw the ground split wide open Like a musical saw musical
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh This is mattress music Hey, yeah Oh, la, la, la, na, na, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can