A uniform a labor force A transformation will take by storm It's invading a transformation That generates hatred You want the lion's share You're not
Chorus: Lord listen aye I'm far from a Christian my shoes got to be clean my rocks got it glisning the track that im on I know I ain't far from prison
Put your money where your mouth is Get your finger on the buzzer Paint it on Show the bumps Cos you're really gonna jump tonight Can you fell you're
We came across from Korea We braved the wind and the rain We came a thousand miles just to be here And you want to send we back again We crossed Malaysian
I've been thinkin' writin' you a letter Maybe telegram would be better I'll be worried how it's gonna get there So I go and change my mind Need a little
I picked myself up in a downtown bar You know the feelin' was lousy But as I'd come this far Well it's too easy to drink When nobody's home But I hate
I looked at your face somehow I knew Nothing could tear me away You started to smile and I was lost Fumbling for something to say I took you home, you
Oh well her skin it was softer than velvet And her eyes were as bright as a child's Her lips were a promising picture Warm and celluloid But her words
I don't need no special things to get me high All I needs a touch of Ron to get me by I see people travelling, never make a move I don't follow my leader
Doctor, I'm getting in deeper Show me, the way I can slow myself down You can talk me round I'm a fool for falling in love again You've gotta save me
Hey you've been hanging on To a dream Hoping that time Would turn your fear away But you must stop Take a look around What do you see Do you see me
One hundred and twenty five Beats to, beats to the minute One hundred and twenty five You get the notion with the motion Then you're out on the floor
Baby Baby Baby don't hurry You've got your finger on me Don't let go, no no no I know you love it It's running through my veins You drink me dry You
You're through gestation so welcome to the world We've still got vacancies just waiting to be filled We're still delivering ten thousand souls a day
(feat. Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] You want some of this? [Chorus: 50 Cent] When you hear that... [gun cocking] Nigga its on When you hear that... [gun cocking
tonight i'm sending you a message this is the end of an era the end of second chances in the face of defeat i'm winning yet you still have so much left
I saw you walk in here with that guitar in your hand I thought I might ask you what you might be playin' Just one more question Well, I know you gotta
No one cares! Been there done that, never seen you around Your claim to my friendship never existed The truth is you were not to be found You must have
