a sweet, sweet sound With millions of voices, singing new choruses Leading the way to higher ground Keep on, keep on shinin? Wherever you may be Keep on, keep on shinin
Everyone can see you Keep on, keep on shinin' Wherever you may be Keep on, keep on shinin' For all the world to see Keep on, keep on, keep on shinin
Tradução: Tercer Día. Sigue Shinin '.
what a sweet, sweet sound With millions of voices, singing new choruses Leading the way to higher ground Keep on, keep on shinin? Wherever you may be Keep on, keep on shinin
talkin Verizon phones The ones they put wires on, they got us on tap But I put wires on, my Bentley, in fact I spit it through the wires on a Kanye track
Sometimes Lord, I feel like I don't give you enough The kind of pure joy to persevere when times get tough So I keep a concentrated relationship fixed on you I keep
ways to get 'em and leave the lames strangled. Flesh banged on 'em and I never did let up. Fandango you hoes! Opponents they keep their back on the ropes
line first time, 2nd line second, and the 5th line the third time [Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O. Hov' been about that dough since I was a day
day you die, You gonna touch the sky Yes, yes, yes guess who's on third? Lupe still like Lupin the Third. Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb Peach
crazy tapes, umm Big heads be gettin swollen, I crush em just like grapes The level that I'm zoning, the one that's on the third Eatin buds or mad grass
keep tools for tough time The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate the whole Babylon, times up, move on Kings
I got a deal on the ki's Six in one run, laid a mil on the trees Hit the broad every night, keep a plug on the white Mr. 17-5, you niggaz know the name
A] be shinin and shinin, when we rhymin and rhymin We be shinin and shinin, when we rhymin and rhymin [Mos Def] Now everybody hop on the one, the sounds
Moon shinin? down through the palms Shadows movin? on the sand Somebody whisperin? the twenty-third psalm Dusty rifle in his tremblin? hands Somebody
the zip code, I'm the brother on the block, wanna explode Them others singing from the jock strap, when I walk I'm smooth I keep my composure Never slipped
an album? About ten cents I make about ten cents, every sentence It's my third album and I'm workin on my tempence I don't brag; I'm keep it modest I
