to rob me a nigga Simple and plain, my man scooped me in' a hooptie Whispered in his ear "This is what we got to do, G" Got to bang a nigga and bang a
girl But you could be that next sensation Or will you set the latest style? You don't need a catchy song 'cause the kids will sing along When you shoot it with a
should keep us safe And keep searching for a sign Some searching to find That life with a new piece of mind And still still we march further away Singing our songs
faded and freedom was a song I heard them singing when the day was done Singing to the Holy One Lead me on, lead me on To a place where the river runs
on a safari with me (Come on a safari with) They're anglin' in Laguna in Cerro Azul They're kicking out in Dohini too I tell you surfing's mighty wild
song you sing You can sing gospel, you can sing rock and roll God gave you that song to sing And every song he gave you so far It became a hit And you
for? I got a partner, got a plan for some dough And if you're down, you can pick up yourself a pretty penny Be in town in a minute Now be sure if you
make a??em zone We make a??em sing, sing! No matter what they say Everybody, all know Bone changed the game, game, game We made them sing like me Against
stop, repent kept God in my sights Recognize it was a fight Either you're wrong or you're right Let the song be the light Eternally them Bone Thug soldiers I'm Mighty
Mighty fine music The murmur of a morning breeze up there The rattle of the milkman on the stair Sure that's music Mighty fine music The singing of a
blues Blue days come and blue days go, how I feel nobody knows Life is mighty empty without you There's a blue note in each song that I sing since you
baby, you tear me up And you kill me when you strut that stuff Mighty tuff, little Miss. Lovin', little Miss. Lovin' Just because I need you, I sing my song
at me How could we say no? With all the fun to have, to live the dreams we always had Oh, the songs to sing, when we at last return again Sending off a
't do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now I sing It's just another case of that old P.T.A. Roar, Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous Always misbehaving
the perfect beat, people Well, here's a perfect beat for ya So, song is playin' there With a chorus, you can sing round up Looking for the perfect beat
TURN YOUR RADIO ON Writer Albert E. Brumley Come and listen in to a radio station, where the mighty host of Heaven sing, Turn your radio on (turn your
by the Son And it is love that has captured The heart of this wayward one I heard Your laughter in the sunrise Amidst the morning birds A song of freedom
in the Mighty Hand of God Living water come and fill us Only You can satisfy Turn our sorrow into singing The song of life Rejoice, rejoice And sing
