days, happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us gather near to us once more. Through the years we all will be together If the Fates
a holiday [Rick Ross] I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car So don't make it come alive Rip ya apart than I put myself together YMCMB, double M, we
I got a chopper in the car So don't make it come alive Rip your ass apart, then I put myself together Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, we rich forever The bigger
lay down next to you, under a desert moon, give myself to you Ohh hold nothing back, face every fear together Makin' each other better, till we're all we have Gather
But if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt Plants, as far as I know are still Still bending toward the light And if we dance until the
days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more Through the years we all will be together if the fates
days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more Through the years we all Will be together if the fates
In circles we gather Moonlight fires are kindled Sending it back We just make it go back Beating hearts, beating hearts Come as one, come as one This
my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey And for that, we not takin' it lightly If hip hop should die, we die together Bodies in the morgue lie together All together
Hearts to heart, we can share the groove When ya down and you're out And you feel like you wanna shout Come along, sing along Let the music pull you out Gather
the drinks we spill Just one of those nights that I have to share Chasing the death without a care We're gonna come together, we're gonna celebrate We're gonna gather
Yelling, "Are we there yet?" And all of us were joined together in one common thought As we rolled down the long and winding interstate in our '53 DeSoto We
easy to see I miss you and me Is it done and over this time Have we really changed our minds about each other's love All the feelings that we used to
order) If we get our shit together Bitches ain't nothin' we none Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know We gettin' our shit together Better
We gathered up the money, we could score six Headed out to meet him with 2 Uzi's and four clips Ready for whatever if we went down We went down together
Ide's and the first name Old But Gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy We split apart and now I met this new trick Dany Now me and Dany, we been together
The glow from your branches Will light my way home. Ornaments collected From every Christmas night, Memories reflected Through tin-sel and light; Gratefully we gather
can we really go, how far can we really go, Far can they go Sure they'd like to know How far can we really go How far can we really go, how far can
