burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools But our spirit will never die We will not go down In Gaza tonight We will not go down In the night,
Amy Grant & Michael W. Smith) I call you on the phone But you're not at home Where do you go when you're hurting Hear you're down again Lost the will
truth, you know love is all we need [Chorus] [Michael Jackson] We are the world We are the children [Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson] We are the ones
I rock the shit without no pressure Cause I snuck my forty ouncer past the bouncer with the stun gun I gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run one Cause who's bad? Not Michael
get this from me Oh the coupe dropped shit, a nigga clumsy Chickens want me, and they not tryin to here "no" Yeah I'm tryin to pop but I'm not tryin hear
Flows you get lost in Louder than Michael Irvin when he's snortin' Taking a time machien to talk my mommy into giving an abortion I don't want to hear
[Verse One] Here we go, ha ha Thou shalt not have no other great one but me Transcribin my lyrics is the C-H-U-B The lyrics that you hear is not his
[KRS-One] Can we hear the track please.. BLAOW! Who are we? (We..) (Reputation!) Who are we? (We..) (Reputation!) Only the best touch the microphone (
far will this go How far will he take it? And when will he stop? Shady man I done told you once homie to easy up But you just won't listen will ya, nah
re a fool boy why don't you go down find somebody find somebody else my memory serves me far too well it's not as though we just broke up it's not as
deuce! I know you heard that big baby [toke] yeah [toke] We got Seag in the muthafuckin' house doe from Oakland [toke] yeah We got Big Mike yeeahuh, Fattey Hattey yeeahuh We
There, there it goes. [J:] Michael! Michael! I'm sorry but it s not really.. [W:] What. what. OK Stop! [J:] Michael, Michael don't you think we should
put in work (Put in work) Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk) Eat your salad, no dessert (No dessert) Get that man you deserve (You hear, ugh) That
down, it's about to go down Beretta 9 creapin through the fold, nigga, one round Bloodhound, no sound, check out how I get down One knee aimin for yo'
If we had GG Allin we?d have learned it?s OK to be hated, If we?d have had The Refused then we could have innovated, If we?d had Poison Idea then they