here.) And the morning's come and gone, Standing here under the sun. So much easier said than done. When we're all here. Save one. Save one. Save one
your not here) In the mornings comings gone, standing here under the sun so much easier said then done when we're all here Save one, Save one, Save one
but your not here) In the mornings comings gone, standing here under the sun so much easier said then done when we're all here Save one, Save one, Save one
the reindeer pull the sleigh And the elves make the toys Those are the stories that are well known to all Little girls and boys But I've got another story
are the queer Dysfunctionally raised One more pill to kill the pain, One more pill to kill the pain One more pill to kill the pain, Living through diformity One
and he spit all these songs like in one day, and in two days... I gotta bring up one thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the 'Can't
and see it, and be nobody else! Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light. In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aiiight. One year later, the Tribe
the beginning of time is "Where do we come from, where do we go?" Well, let me tell you a story which took place a long, long time ago. 450 000 years
Central Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation [GZA] War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous Many of the victim family save
tell him to let that bitch go Why you standin there? Posin you like Donna Karan wear Nigga save that, the same shit you had it last year You be runnin
Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck I'm duckin five-year probation (GZA) War of the masses, the outcome, disaterous Many of the victim family save
call to the grave Is wrapped up in glory to fool the brave They tell a tall story of all those that gave All that they had fot the freedom they'd save
nautically nasty G Basically makin' me anti-social individual, too hype Recognize the type? Then a music called hip-hop came along and saved my life I had a story
he had a strange, recurring dream Where he was wearing leiderhosen in a vat of sour cream But that's really not important to the story Well, the very next year
what am i worth? u cant afford me. but ya baby moms adore me she wanna read my tattoos like a mothafukin story. thats another fukin story well we get
grave will loose its bind Hell will be defeated In three days of time On resurrection morning The Son's gonna rise and shine It's been two thousand years But the story
