? ' How are the poets, the women and the orphans torn? I miss 'em all like, old opportunities gone What of the elders, story tellers in abandoned homes Miss 'em all
Cris! Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit! Nigga, I'm high all the time... I smoke that good shit. I stay high all the time... Man I'm on some hood
don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay high all
fino all'alba... Ogni estate c?e qualcosa che mi porta a ricordarmene Ogni estate c?e qualcosa che mi porta a rivivere Adesso invece siamo cosi diversi bravi
EL-P:Come on!] Fuck you too! [EL-P:Come on!] [El-P:Matter fact] Fuck you're all crew! [EL-P] Welcome to the circus of stars Sit down! Mind reach collapse
and starry blue stream out of the banner so high. Every heart will sing a part as all across the land we raise our voices. Far and near, for all to hear
brave.Oh tell me are you willing,I want the finer things.I'll take this gift your giving and take all the hell it brings.I wanna be the star in the middle
to leave him while he's in open sea. I am praying to the Deity. Late at night send winds, fill the sails Let the storms will pursue distant foe all the time Stars
[Aesop Rock] On the train Watchin' the rainbows (thank you windows) I mean, it's all the same to some But that cityscape makes me numb Walkin' the wire
fear the great unknown Darling in your mind You've got the best and that ain't all If you seek you'll find shinning star's design We got the lamp that
you've seen them all Tell me something I don't know But in a world that's mostly imitation It's hard to recognize the real It takes a brave heart to
Who knows where the road may lead us, only the fool would say Who knows if we'll meet along the way Follow the brightest star as far as the brave may
snaps my control Such a funny thing but everytime your near me I never can behave You give me a smile and I'm wrapped up in your magic There's music all
mio, che l'esser mio s'affisa intero. Occhio all'amor soave, all'ira fiero! Qual'altro al mondo puo star di paro all'occhio tuo nero? Tosca Oh, come
got out the station I fired the first shot cause I ran out of patience. All those mother fucking cards stacked against him. Got a Texas hold stare when
Crowds gather, the township burns We stand divided But together we will show them all We can stand for so long We break away for the good of us all
Victor Jara of Chile Lived like a shooting star He fought for the people of Chile With his songs and his guitar His hands were gentle, his hands were
Won't be nobody elses whore No one like him spoke before Now he's gonna take her to see the seashore There you can stare at the waves Be brave, take
