Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thang Know what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it all night Jealous of me, know what I'm saying
death can take you away It's never guaranteed that you'll see the next day At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So defend the family that
and sleepless night, A hundred crazy voices call my name, As I try to pass them by, I almost can believe that she is here, Here in the glow of the night
and sleepless night, A hundred crazy voices call my name, As I try to pass them by, I almost can believe that she is here, In the glow of the night
soul, I've lived a lie Come and hear my silent cry. In the silence of the night Where I shiver with affright I reflect these wasted years When I played
CHORUS] Deep in the night he's standing at the rail Awaiting the light that leads him to a trail A million voices rent the silent air And in the dawn
: No single fate, a broken generation. Once guide by hope, now fallen into despair. The chosen few play their game. A man, his hands want to grasp,
prayer Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare A silent death lies awaiting, for all of you below Running silent, running deep, sink into your silent
clear as the story's being told And I'll play ball with the underdog and sit with the child who's wrong Be still when the earth is silent and sing when
dead And the Bishop broke the people's bread Over old Juan de la Cruz In the pitch of night a deal was made The deck's oldest card was played And the
, for peace of the world, stay in bed, grow your hair. Grow your hair. Okay, good night. Now it's time to say good night, good night, sleep tight
song he played I could really feel There's a double bill murder at the New Daisy The old girl's silent across the street She's silent - waiting for the
no changing, what cannot be changed. And you are witness to a silent conversation. Nothing but the black of night. No-one ever takes your place. Gotta let the pantomime play
in your cradle look at me Baby speak in rhythms now you're free Ride your german shepherd 'till you find Baby think the TV is alive Baby spend the night
your poem. For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show. I'm but a poet who failed his best play. A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
: Yes I will Indeed I will If I may, If I might If I can Once upon a passing night dream He beheld a mystic image Bathed in blue reflection There he
: Word Got some Remy Martin, some good-ass cigars Check it out Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend with' diesel in his needle Queensbridge leader, no
For in my foolish heart There was one simple truth The only gift I wanted was you I was trimming the tree I was stringing the lights While the radio played "Silent Night