mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life and act. * It is up to us all
up I'll pretty much slap your ass and tell you to shut the fuck up After that I'll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up And
her three times, Invested years in her, shed tears for her But deep down inside when I looked in to her eyes I seen a Major fire that was ignited, My dreams
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
that failed you again It's hard to say just what I believe When all my dreams have turned out blind Picking up the pieces of me You've broken up and
. Painful! ow... but deserve it. [Door opening] Bathroom door opens- Lovin' it. Ohh my.... Hair's in a ponytail. She picks up the tv clicker. Click
call him Larry Luck Blackjack, big spender He was married once Till he bet her ring finger Seen him leaving Las Vegas With a pick up truck, diamond Fourty large, and beautiful wife piece
m Still Melting Over You, I'm Still Holding On I'm Still Dreaming, So Don't Wake Me Yet Cause I, I Don't Want To Forget How You Picked Me Back Up
in a dream he said "come clean" So I scalped and praise, I'm on my way Gat and pick straight out the gate When I see yo say, "You back up on your duty
across to the phone, picks it up and dials. HE has to put a finger in his ear, because some new piece of nonsense has started up in the room. MAX comes
fires of hell Distant light beyond our vision, yet so beautiful Inminent night, darker than the depths that evil revealed Gently picking up the pieces of this shattered dream
, have left to do, And I know you think, I'm selfish too. Sooo... Alone I stand in the dark, right behind this microphone, Tried to pick up all the pieces
old neighborhood, outter door Reefs, it was Christmas time, 40 chrome piece with a clip inside Out of yo reach, Salvatore feet I adore beats, then I kill
Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my nigga Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
set before us We'll do whatever it takes not to make the mistakes, but still this pressure?s killing us We're picking up all the pieces, all life's thesis
this place. Something that I did that I need to change, but I cant take the strings away so tell me this is fake. FAKE!! AND EVERY DAY I TRY!! I cant pick up the pieces
put on a play to boost up your spirits." Hamlet says, "Hey a?? songs and skits, That gives me an idea that could stir up some shit. We'll put on a play