(Brett James/Troy Verges) Sometimes I feel just like a fly in a soup bowl Sometimes I feel like I'm on top of a heap Sometimes I feel like I'm the king
Star seduto fermo in religiosa attesa chiuso ad aspettare qualche cosa il telefono non squilla piu da un quarto d'ora e senti il fiato che manca non
...Y' avait tant d'etoiles Comme si, la nuit Avait des milliers De taches de rousseur Ces p'tits grains de beaute, charmeurs Attires quelques heures
take you back So many times I've tried to help you So many times I've lied to save you So clear it is for me to see So many times You've got the best
in my heart and we can go anywhere whatever the reason you are so stuck in my heart like counting a million stars for that many reasons you are You are......like a dream so
supposed to be playin So what we supposed be sayin You niggaz actin like these crackers ain't payin So let's get it (you got it), so let did it again (
of their family-owned farms How are the many rivers and the lakes and the seas Are they still angry with us for our poisonous deeds How are the many
a new friend in the Canyon, or so you wrote. On a blanket in the cooling sand you and your friend agreed that the stars were so many there they seemed
s a holiday these are the golden years and they won't be coming round again so little time to be wild and free so many things that you want to be so little
wasters part Cyclopean cities emerge From the deeps And then... Insanity and fear Overwhelm the humans Outnumbered and inferior Kraken, Leviathan, Cthulhu So many
waiting for ? mummy loves you and you do love her back, but she don?t need you all the time on her back just drive? look at the lights it?s not so many
there waiting for you getting high Everything will be all right Looking at the same night sky So They got me crying on my sleeve That's where I keep my heart so
to keep my glock cocked If trouble was searchin for me then why not? Show em what I'm made of plus raised on, on my block Chancellor Ave, where many turn
never made it Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart I knew one day I gotta be a star My hopes and all my wishes So many vivid pictures, and all
over money Stay on your grind nigga My ambitions as a ridah! My ambitions as a ridah! [2Pac] So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars This life as a rap star
s my life or your life And I'm a bomb first E.D.I. (Idi Amin) For so many days and some many ways We've been duckin strays Hate to live us But we still
are shown Large amps are blown Niggaz in low-lows, pursuin mo' hoes, then go home The life of a California star And when you see me in the drop-top Jag How many