G.I, Shazam, Hey yo my boy Dino oh yeah ha-ha I'm Stick baby and I got yo back yeah H-Town beatin' down yo door for the 9-4 and this one is definetly
Take my chances, rather go to jail Than see the eyes of a coward runnin' loose and well He don't care, he couldn't give a damn Deprived of his victim
Si un gorila blanco puede ser las cosas van mejor. Aunque raro pueda parecer no importa el color. Tiempo atras me lo enseno un amigo desde el zoo...
[50 Cent] Now play my Tony Yayo shit Yeah, 50 Cent G-Unit Remix Tony Yayo We gonna do it again [Hook: repeat 2X] Back seat of the Caddy truck or Tahoe
Your way of life amusing Your choices seem wasted to me What you choose at the bottom will keep you there with the obscene Your strength is in numbers
I am in a world where I decide; I decide what?s right But if there ever was a way, for you to fix all my mistakes It?s all I?d ever want And you were
I?m still looking through my door It? so easy:someone is on my floor The day is gone and dark has come I?m still looking through my door Outside is cloudy
Chorus l The sky turns red The silent screams ring in my head Why werenA?t you there Verse l I was there. Wind blowing though my hair Shouting out for
It's peaceful here No one to interfere With quiet observations Just watching and waiting And not getting involved With physical solutions That never
Man my daddy told me, boy when I was your age, I had to walk 13 miles to school I said, Oh, is that why you didn't graduate? [CHORUS:] Talkin' noise
From the beginning I drew pictures Of the searching sun Blissfully denying what is instinct Since the beginning I?ve seen color But lately it?s been
and if I stare too long at the sky tonight will it open up to breath life back into my lungs they're collapsing into me the time is right is never true
Noah Bin Laden- introducing contraband insect and animal species into areas devoid of natural predators. Natural selection is fought out in defoliated
Donna found us in her slow and dreamy way I can't hear a word the waiter says She's looking older now... The color of her hair She walks into the room
Futureturns the tides An abstract view on life Morbid thoughts that dominate Control your instinct to survive Left in the dark again Trapped behind
Final sign of veracity In the open palm of your enemy Going down, down, down It's a sign of my own demise A confirmation of my final destination To a
