Have you seen the man with the golden crotch? Who oiled the souls of this town of teenage girls. Have you seen the man with the flaxen wig? Who brought
Tradução: James Hermanos. Ganar o perder.
Tradução: Los hermanos Osborne. Jesse James.
I went down to the St. James Infirmary, Saw my sweet baby there; Lying still and quiet, So cold, so young, so fair. Let her go, let her go, God bless
roll brother trucker, sure enough a shame about the shape I'm in. Roll, roll, roll brother trucker, I'm back on my wheels again. Roll, roll, roll brother
taken in an hour of need, don't assume that the life you left is the life you have to lead. When you come home, what you gonna do oh brother, oh brother
the story ain't over but my rhyme is done Dig it, it was the year that I first touched ground so I grabbed the microphone and I got down just like James
the fittest [Krayzie] Load up the pistol, ask Layzie for a couple clips And get the twelve-gauge, cause I got another lick Round up the posse, call up James
: (feat. James Burton & the Kung Pao Buckaroos) The Grand Old Op'ry Theatre proudly presents: Cornography. Kung Pao! Episode two: The continuing adventures
Don't get it confused nigga, Flipmode bitch!!! Full Surface bitch!!! To the family that helped me get rich since day one Chris Lighty, James Cruz, Mona
: (feat. Ludacris, Rick James) [Busta Rhymes:] Uh, y'know, this time as we circle around the block, as we travel through the hood Ya mean? This time
: (James Pankow) Why can't folks get along with one another 'Cause Jesus said you got to love your brother Lord I seem to notice all the evil in the
: [Music: Dream Theater / Lyrics: James LaBrie] It burns deep down inside of me, We have ourselves to blame. Not questioning, accepted as the truth.
: [studio demo from 1988, with charlie dominici on vocals. ] [an acoustic version with james labrie on vocals can be found on the ] ["acoustic dreams
your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than James Evans
we go to your brother's house emptier my dear The sound of ancient voices ringing soft upon your ear Oliver James washed in the rain no longer Oliver James
