Standing Tall I don't want to be the loser when the winner takes it all. I'm Undefeated I got this scar (scar) I will wash this blood away, live to fight
you settle for a fight Okay, steady, get ready everybody pull in the loot We got the equalizer it's a 21 guitar salute It's a 21 guitar salute, it'
neck of the woods Got in touch with his roots, found the redneck in his blood and said, "Heck, country western rap records are good!!" So he picks the guitar
Please put down the mic there?s no way you can fool them Don?t be stupid you wont get that far Turn your back on Hip Hop bruv and go and play guitar
: I don't want to wait for the rest of my life To find my way out of the cold There will come a time when the brave must rise To fight the shadows that
rich Out of the palace and into the ditch Steal my money, steal my car Took my woman and an old guitar Running crazy, running wild ?? in my eye Just can't fight
: (feat. Mary J. Blige) [Wyclef] Yo, what up, this Wyclef with Mary J. I serenade the girls with my accoustic guitar You know what I'm sayin'?
: [Give me that plenty of that guitar.] But I've been traveling on a boat and a plane In a car on a bike with a bus and a train Traveling there, traveling
got the feeling, turn on the lights YOu feel the power rising, lightning strikes the sky Siw million people wanna see the band The hit the stage tonight, guitars
Lies Reckless Life Nice Boys Move To The City Mama Kin Patience Used To Love Her You're Crazy One In A Million related links Guns N' Roses guitar
U2; lyrics by Bono) [Originally by U2] I was a sailor, I was lost at sea I was under the waves Before love rescued me I was a fighter, I could turn
: Yeah, hehe [Ja imitating guitar] Eh, uh, uh - here we go Yea, yea Murder Inc, uh, uh - classic shit Yea y'all I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy (yea) [
pick up my axe and fight like a farmer (You know what I mean) Hey! And your bullets keep knocking me down Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a farmer
So bye bye, Bye bye da da da dada da So bye bye, bye Look left now, Step right Below my direction, Step behind It's a contest now, Win the fight
: My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him