a regalar Yo me lo voy a regalar Si me lo merezco Yo me lo regalo Si me lo merezco Yo me lo regalo Si me lo merezco Yo me lo regalo Un carino nuevo
It's not the gifts, wrapped in fancy paper It's not the lights upon the tree There's nothing in all the world I need When I have you here beside me, here
OH MY GOD What have we learned? OH MY GOD We're doomed from the start It's time to admit we're wrong and move on Kick our habits, self improvement
I got something waiting for you, that's right I got something waiting for you, that's right Got you crawling up the wall, uptight Well, I've got something
Hook: The souljahs marching on prepared for war The souljahs marching on prepared for war Verse 1: Layzie Bone The cycle continues look what I've been
, die, die The Souljahs marching on prepared for war The Souljahs marching on prepared for war The Souljahs marching on prepared for war The Souljahs marching
to me It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious It's dilemma, it's de limit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely Time marches on and
's on a niggaz mind But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit And put together a million march
on that nigga's mind But at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine So Ima' get smart and get defensive and shit And put together 'million march
the chariots rumble I can see the marching throng The flurry of God's trumpets spells the end of sin and wrong Regal robes are now unfolding heaven's
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit And put together a million march, for some gangsta
name Don't be afraid to call my name Don't be afraid to call my name Don't be afraid to call my name I've been blessed by the sin of cathedrals I'm regal
Turk: they burn ah ah on da real They damage fa' flip and turn ah Face be on a bandana fa' Niggas scattered like sand Cause I got sluggs up in my hand 50 marching
at you [Wayne] They burn ah ah on da real They damage fa' flip and turn ah Face be on a bandana fa' Niggas scattered like sand Cause I got sluggs up in my hand 50 marching
I can hear the chariots rumble I can see the marching throng And the flurry of God's trumpets spell the end of sin and wrong Regal robes are now unfolding
counsel of the sorcerer, keeper of the ancient scrolls of wisdom, and the Crystals of Power... THE WORDS OF THE SORCERER: My liege, great and regal
shall seek the counsel of the sorcerer, keeper of the ancient scrolls of wisdom, and the Crystals of Power... [The Words of the Sorcerer:] My liege, great and regal
