heart will beat a new. Staring so softly at the moon. You feast on me and I on you. Save me from doves and reasons why. Bleed me for love and lullabies
will beat a new. Staring so softly at the moon. You feast on me and I on you. Save me from doves and reasons why. Bleed me for love and lullabies.
blankets and baby shoes, baby slippers, baby spoons, walls of baby blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed. Now I know lightning
it sees an advantage Dividing and recombining is done to confuse opponents And observe how they react to you So that they adapt and situate and seize
past. You know good love don't give up easy. And nothing can change it, What love is meant to last. And we got the night And the same old feeling again
Holla' at me if you on my block I got yo' dogs on a collar, balla So how you like that? Chokechain for their necks, and I don't think they bite back Woof woof - How
Holla' at me if you on my block I got yo' dogs on a collar, balla So how you like that? Chokechain for their necks, and I don't think they bite back Woof woof, How
couldn't think, I could not believe, How good it felt when we touched. I couldn't fight, I couldn't try, I couldn't hide, I could not deny, That lightning
hear why Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall and hip-hop beats and punk guitar and deadly on the mic is the one SA the name is 311 and you know it
cuz we throw sun-rays now we be freaky and we wanna stay We've changed a lot and then some - some you know that we have always been down - down and if
love it I gave it I shoved it in a battery and saved it for later a waiter in the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89 I met some weirdoes and had myself a real
With death defying grace I ride the universe And rage through time and space My chariot rips the air Like an arrow in flight Thunder roar and lightning
the arrow L-E-X and I hits the hash Feds wanna know how he gets the cash In the club, surrounded by tits and ass And some wild kids that gon' kick some
I came, I saw and I conquered I'm not a rapper, rappers get thrown away Hardrocks get knocked and locked and blown away And rap stars fade away and those
puttin' they hood up But 9 out of 10 of us ain't got good luck You gon' ride on a man and catch 25 Or get hit and get sent to the other side You lose
