gone. The world looks up as if to "You'd better get yourself back down here right away." In the twinkling of an eye, we will say goodbye. It might be today
Translation: SEVEN PLACES. It Might Be Today.
gone, the world looks up as if to say "you'd better get yourself back Down here right away" In the twinkling of an eye, we will say goodbye It might be today
? Three months man Whatchu doin' in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be
made it through All that I got is you And I'm so thankful I made it through Word up mommy, I love you Word up It was all you, word, you brought me
it's simple really. it pretty much boils down to there being no excuse for laziness. there's no use for craziness. you should be practicin right now. it
, I thought you knew? He said "Los don't sweat it, let this shit alone," but with these punk motherfuckers I must pick a bone Now will it be the cranium
Think about it, put it on the faultline What'll it take to get it through to you precious I'm over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this Such
bum [All without Mona] They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' They had it comin' All along All
the sign one way At last, what you got to say? Come on Move it in, move it out, stick it in, pull it out Shake it up, shake it down, come on y'all, Meth
live life the way It should be lived, moment to moment, yes Because every moment in New York could be your last Oh yeah, yeah You could be walking down
go, let's go let's go let's go. Peter you start it. Richard, you start it. Somebody start it. I just had to get out on the Texas plane, Lord, well it
machine gun in my hands, there was no stopping me! (GUNS.) It's a blast! I love it! (What a blast!) It's a blast! It' s a blast! It's a blast! ("Whew
sing, thinkin' 'bout the joy the day is gonna bring. Love is all around, it just has to be found, My job is makin' sure it gets spread around. I knew
Three months man Whatchu doin in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be runnin
man Whatchu doin in here anyway? You oughta be home with your momma How old are you boy? Thirteen Thirteen? Damn, the bastards must be runnin
deliver these magnificent epiphanies My list had became inebriated (inebriated) What I create can never be destroyed yet I destroy things that to yet to be created Jam K, you might
