La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La La La La Verse 1 (Southern Smoke) Its your boy Venny O Mr. Outrageous The kush
, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La La La La Verse 1 (Southern Smoke) Its your boy Venny O Mr. Outrageous The kush is
I see you walking, baby, down the street Pushing that baby carriage at your feet I see the lonely ribbon in your hair Tell me I am the man for whom you
This world is fucked / because of you / you just don?t get it / what we do / this world is fucked / and you?re to blame / you just don?t get it / what
[No one in this world can you trust. Not men, not women, not beasts. ..this you can trust.] I've given up everything for what? You never cared.
{Chorus: repeat 2X} In my race against time I - can't stop Runnin through the red light - livin my life Even if I'm gettin too hot I'ma keep runnin
Yeah...*sniff*...been a slave too long. ALL MY MURDERERS!!!!!! Let's march my niggas. Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?) We ain't
{Black Child} Word to god Y'all know who the fuck this is You know we would kidnap yo kidz You know what the fuck we do Murder bitch niggaz like you
Wanna run for cover but there?s no where to escape Runnin? from your problems ain?t makin? them go away Gotta be strong even when you?re feeling afraid
She wrote I feel just like that painting Collecting dust on the wall And every day you walk right by me And don't know I'm there at all And I can't think
Dear landlord Please don't put a price on my soul My burden is heavy And my dreams are beyond control When that steam-boat whistle blows I'm gonna give
How sweetly friendship binds Our hearts in brother love With kindness of forgiving minds Life's sweetest pleasures prove For fled our hate and harm
all around my door Oh, hard times, come again no more There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away With a worn out heart, whose better days are o
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Si se calla el cantor calla la vida Porque la vida, la vida misma es todo un canto Si se calla el cantor, muere de espanto La esperanza, la luz y la
The door it opened slowly, My father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, His blue eyes they were shining And his voice