Shylock came for his pound He's got his own scales and everything Where is Portia now, the phone is diverting Shylock came for his pound The look on
youth I think I'm returning to Those days when I was young enough to know the truth Now there are no games To only pass the time No more colouring books No Christmas bells
Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and bonds Any heart, not tough or strong enough To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud,
Can't deny this feels good Sugar fountain to the sky I'm on top of a sweetness I'm in need I do not know Up here breezes blow so blue A kisses breath
for the soul, it leaves a bad taste You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell Never lift my head up, no story to tell You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell
Am I the moth that keeps falling for your light bulb? Am I the headland that keeps falling for your seed?? Am I the iceberg, are you that global warming
The stars are all upside down Everything's the wrong way 'round Orion is standing on his head He's got a lot more studs in his belt Season's have got
We are at a crossroads Trees bow to the winds of change But where is all the dancing Where is all the dancing? Where are the comely maidens? With their
There goes the sheriff with his crooked star This is the new Roman Empire He's the new Caesar He sinks his spurs into the arse of America And he'll ride
I need a piss, wanna hate Look it up, girl My love, eat your meat Keep your teeth, burn You lost me, you cost me You thought me of me, yeah We're
with your precious load Been a long time little donkey, Bethlehem's in sight Got to keep on moving onward on this holy night Ring out those bells tonight
Short People got no reason Short People got no reason Short People got no reason To live They got little hands Little eyes They walk around Tellin'
My love is broken, I know it used to work Or maybe I was foolin' you, the boy who cried love My love is broken, it was nice to hold I slipped through
They had the righteous stuff They were really quite daring/arrogant In their magnificent flying machines They were the chosen few They loved God and
: [Intro - P. Diddy] Yeah, (Hey yo, turn my mic on) Booba (Yo), the champ is here (Yeah like that), the champ is here All you other motherfuckers, sit
kid dont play If there was a problem Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X) Now that the party
: Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? [1st Verse- Violent J] Fat Sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing
bomb blow We roll super thick like fire ants Troop wid heat like we bought gun stores wid my advance Who but me? [Chorus x2: X-Raided (Dott Dogg)] Who
