, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come in out of the cold. * Urgency overrules personal fears
other from miles away Tell me again, am I the same when I'm not there? Gone in a second, impossible to bear Hard to remember the way I lived outside
call us killas who we be TRU niggaz some say we dealers, they call us killas who we be TRU niggaz I beez a TRU nigga till I'm dead if I die, bury me
believe this shit Thought you'd always be here, thought we'd always be click But y'all niggaz not here no more, it ain't fair no more Sometimes I get
that never would've ended till I Rose, I roared aloud here I will I am. I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Lay dead Play this Kneel down Gun-shy
people. First I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "What
do he got a conscience? I think not, 'cause if he did I wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be
he got a conscience? I think not, 'cause if he did I wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be
hope heaven can be my reimburstment. Milk the game until I see her on the couch roaming this earth surface, at first I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest
: you smell of garbage and grime! But far out Far out By now By now Far out, by now, Bear ploughed 'Cause she would not drown: First the outside-legs
prevented? be prevented! Madman! Madman! I tell you that she now stands outside the door! USHER MADELINE MONTRESOR CHORUS I'm looking Now
cool man, I been prayed up myself I pray for my health and stress way less for wealth now I'm still a soldier but I'm tryin to be one for Jehovah We
MAX I'm sorry Mr. Gillis. I can't talk right now. JOE Listen, I want you to take my old suitcases... MAX I'm sorry, I'm attending to Madame. JOE What
that I miss you mayn, so every chance I get I gotta mob Never thought I'd be doing this song, but time after time I feel like I'm alone I could recall
he got a conscience? I think not, cuz if he did I wouldn't be involved in this nonsense Wouldn't be in Harlem, wouldn't be at this conference I'd rather be
in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come in out of the cold. * Urgency overrules
from behind a weather shield Writing with a feathered quill, gettin' more ill I hope I am not alone, that would be terrible If I am celebrating and that'd be