reality I come to liberate and set the captives free Chorus Trying to get a head at my expense Hoping that I will get bitter You keep on doing it with all
to blow the interlude Sustaining pain to set a mood Step out to be renewed I'll move you like a baritone Jungle Brothers on the microphone Getting over with an
: All rhymers with Alzheimers line up please, All mommies with mind freeze please line up please, All bloggers with comments, Please I come in peace,
by Nigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lah Carried a fo'five Claimed I was ready to die Promised never to cry Held it all inside Reality was too much to
pelt In some sea-spit-shine, old kelp dripping with brine But monkey just laughed, and he muttered; When she comes back, Ursala will be bursting with pride Till I
neath the stardust above Beyond the horizon it is easy to love I'm touched with desire What don't I do? Through flame and through fire I'll build my
like the tears I cried for thee Have the poets all left us? Will anyone mourn this loss with me Have the poets all left us? On their tomb is a secret in stone
Eliot Kennedy, Andrea Remanda) My Lord, I have read this book so many times, But nowhere can, can I find the page that says what I experienced today
Choir) [Verse 1] My Lord I have read this book so many times But nowhere can i find the page that change what i experience today [? Grace:] Now i
Baby, is there something wrong with you? You don't do the things you used to do' 'I'm sorry baby, it's just I've been drinking, I need some rest' That
she makes me wait And I wait without you With or without you With or without you With or without you With or without you, a-ha I can't live With or without
back room full of the guns of war and a ton of ammunition besides. Well, he walked with a cane, kept a bolt on the door with five pit bulls inside, Just
lot to hide. He had a backroom full of the guns of war, And a ton of ammunition besides. Well, he walked with a cane, Kept a bolt on the door with five
long time comin I know change gone come Man I gotta keep it movin to the beat of my drum Last night I set the future at the feet of my son But they thinkin
I'm the living proof With the gift of gab From the city and true I jabbed and stabbed And knocked critics backs And I did not studder when I said that I
with the Boone's Wine I wanna be a Cowboy baby Ridin at night cause I sleep all day Cowboy baby I can smell a pig from a mile away I bet you'll hear
I'm TNT I'm dynamite And I'm gonna rock this party all damn night I've got the gift of gab I can walk the walk I became an emcee when I learned to talk