Eternity!" "Eternity?" said Frankie Lee, With a voice as cold as ice. "That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity, Though you might call it 'Paradise.'" "I don't
: My love she speaks like silence, Without ideals or violence, She doesn't have to say she's faithful, Yet she's true, like ice, like fire. People carry
I ain't runnin If your gun's off the hook then we'll both be gunnin Come get me if you real, cause I ain't scared It's all fair in love and war 1 - and
In the middle of night Don't try fight it. (don't try to fight it) In the middle of night In the middle of night In the middle of night Don't try to
away Take a look at the sky, see that evil eye Tonight the Headless Rider rides Midnight... let the churchbell ring It's midnight, All Hallows Eve It's midnight
: The land of ice and snow Where the midnight sun blows Hundred thousand lakes glow In the land of ice and snow Northern lights guide our way Come whatever
snow The blooms break through the ice In San Francisco A guitar man finally confessed He loved that actress Hearts touched by frost, we fought In the land of the midnight
she was older We'd live on ice-cream on Coney Island I know it's gravity that drags down my balloon She stays in orbit way after midnight Oh slip and
: I'm a pimp tight, nigga ridin clean after midnight, ready for the gun play, prepared for a fistfight, run up on your bitch and ask her what that pussy
my soul on fire, oh my Ko Ko Blue, oh my Ko Ko Blue. You're hot, the cold, I'm rollin' low, jukin' down to twelve midnight on ice cream, you know what
't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business, not interested in fakers Don't want no paper
with a sawed off One hundred ten degrees, ice don't get soft 'Cause I'm hard as they come, I come correct You can't handle the vandal hit eject If not
'clock midnight, posse was airtight Twenty-five cars, under the streetlights Some people talked, while others cried Ink was a brother, who shouldn't have died Then the silence broke, Ice
My life style's crazy, I'm luxury lazy So much gold that jewelry don't phase me Cordless phone, eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones
t fuck with this, realness Seventh sin deadly, raise the key to rock steady Run son the hour has come, touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme
the hero'n right under her chin What if she asked about the ice that I put on her wrist? Thought my chick Earth lesson, nah son she won't snitch But times
Up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whinin' boy if you will Born where the sun don't shine And I don't deny my name Got no place to go, ain't that a shame?
they say You can't behave You gamble your soul away Measuring a jinx of this life seems Like the gristle of loneliness Don't let the sun catch you cryin' Don't