no escape on Heartache Avenue [Braizen] (Braizen) Don't get it you see These days I wear my heart on my sleeve I just wanna be free and do the birds and the bees
me doing it, and since no one noticed the mission decay, I'll sit here in the lotus position and pray, I pray to goodness, I draw strength from an
Madness in a Cup / Couple / Pull your weight / Wait on her / Herpes / Peas porridge in a pot / Pot luck / Luck of the draw / Draw bridge / Bridge the
it cost i hope there might be one of us who calls the tune last of june who breaks the news last day of june the city draws it's breath in i can almost
in agony of pleasure i crumble to my knees i lick your frozen treasure you cup my furry bees but one bee bubbles over your fleshy brimming cup it falls
Dialogue: Can we do it? We can do it, we shall do it!/ Damian Marley: Boom, tell dem fe uh draw mi out when the world government inna falling out/
thrusted, and all competition gets dusted 'Cause I rock the world from U.S.A. to Asia to Russia If your shit stinks I'ma flush ya, then bust ya Like a crazy man from
a terrible bargain smoking birds dropping from the sky plummeting PLUMMETING! -and handsome shoved his gloves, with a fist he fed you reasons, brought you down from
wings from the leaves, hide from the bark Kindling for the hair, rose for his heart Someone to draw you right Someone to catch the light Draw the blue from
room's vibratin' Straight through my hips and I start gyrating Swing with me, baby Dance with me, baby It's like 100 degrees Sweat draws you close like honey to bees
, injected with venom from water moccasins The child who floated in the air lock without oxygen For seventeen years all I learned was profanity Graduated from
you got somethin to protect yo chest (Frayser Boy) Yo Im mo Frayser than a nigga sellin dope from pay falls Nigga Im mo Frayser when Im mobbin in my draws
hope you got somethin' to protect yo chest Yo, nigga Im mo Frayser than a nigga sellin' dope from pay phones Nigga Im mo Frayser when I'm mobbin' in my draws
To make thee mine I cast a net as wide as I am free Line by line, erase the schemes that I have drawn to be There's no fear anymore, is to learn the truth
draw conclusions on the things I've observed Even before I was eighteen Between ground flow and the mezzanine. And bees make slum honey From an old
Aw mommy, it's so nice out today Mommy, wh...why's the sky getting so dark? And these bees...the bees! By the light of disciples I beckon thee By the
Sunday morning This maiden came to town Me have to blick a sound How she so cute And plus so sexy and so round Sunlight catch her skin and lord It good from
He draws near the periphery In disbelief on delivery Came child from the deep inferno Crusty head of dead volcano Heartless crow with brittle beak Wooden