Can you stay my children with me Lost in the past these memories I see Everyone I used to know I've seen them all taken they each had to go You're all
Cold winter frost bites my face and hands As I fall into the darkest night as yet I have known Mind full of memories makes it's cruel demands How can
Impossible to know how it feels inside Imprisoned within emptiness believing lies All alone I still believed the truth God knows I fail again through
The haunting distance of the past The closing in of final days Fear uncertain life beyond As woven colours fade to grey A faded tapestry of memories
I am the stone that the builder refused I am the visual The inspiration that makes ladies sing the blues I am the spark that makes your idea bright The
Coolin' in the shade, yeah To all my emcees, djs, b-boys and writers Pullin all nighters tryna make it right Consider this a salute from yours truly,
(feat. Kenn Starr, Talib Kweli) [This is Insomnia] [Chorus:] If it wasn't for this and it wasn't for that Oh, this would be a better world [x2] [Talib
[Beep] {Yo, what's up bro, I'm just callin' to let you know what's up All is good, all is swell over here, I responded to your e-mail So you know, you
This one right here is for you Live at home {Let me hold you} Tight like the way I handle my mic Asheru got an appetite for the Rapper's Delight Other
{This is Insomnia} [Nas:] When we start... the revolution... all they'll probably do is squeal [Nas:] But chill {Message Saturday 9:47 pm: Yeah son
Niggas are living contradictions. Niggas stick to their convictions. Niggas fall prey to addictions. Niggas are full of unfulfilled ambitions. And some
{And if I die, I know theyill cry} {Who are you? } Ashe Gordon {What is this? } Solo recording {Who is that? } HL production in the board and itis kinetic
[Asheru:] Amsterdam, make some noise right now Drumming from left field, the center of attention But them? I don't give a fuck, so why'd you start flinchin
Sai, e strano averti nei miei pensieri, averti cosi come tu? come tu non sei, fragile, cosi pura che ad un tratto non sei tu, non sei piu tu. E cerco
Se que vos me amas, sabes que yo te amo, mi amor por vos es unico pero no es mi unico amor [x2] Bueno, anoche lo pasamos muy bien, nos podriamos volver
Autoestigma y paranoia y mucho de vos, tu mirar es tan nocivo, me afecta mal. Ya tengo mas que bastante con mi propia cruz como para estar cargando la
Buenos Aires se despierta cuando todavia no sale el sol y la manana es el verdugo de mis horas de brillante pasion. Bajo las ruedas de esa bestia, el
Tantos anos y el tiempo no borro el instante, esa tarde en la seccional. Aquellos tipos parecia que jugaban con tu madre, que lloraba desconsolada:"Van