Lord, it's a constant struggle down here. Specially when all you know how to do is hustle down here. Lord, it's a miracle, I'm still breathing down here.
When every day just feels the same. and nothing has changed. it's time to make my getaway. I'm like an eagle in a cage. . Yeah - build a spaceship in my back yard.
They wanna be so bad. So Bad. . They wanna be so bad. So Bad. . They wanna be me so bad. I think they want my D.N.A. . But they can't duplicate. I'm straight from the west side O.A.K.
Ain't none illa than this. Ain't none ain't none illa than this. . Dopetrackz dopetrackz rippin' this shit. Haters get lost like Gilligan's ship. . Hand me the bottle we ain't takin' sips.
Haahnn, ok, ok, ok, slammin' ho's. puttin' em' choke holds. haaahnn. . Slam dunk these ho's,. you know how that sht goes, check it. . Just slam them ho's.
Don't worry 'bout me. I'll get along. Forget about me. Just be happy my love. . Let's say that our little show is over. And so the story ends. Why not call it a day the sensible way.
[Bonus Track]. . I see the spirit moving. In the very fabric of the universe. I tell you so. You see the power in your hand. To ease the suffering of a dying child.
You can play it hard. You can play it fast. You can play it slow so that it'll last. You can play it cool. You can play it sweet. You can push the tempo.
I see you and I have to turn my face-. This is how things must be now for me,. So sadly.. You tell me that I must take back my heart-. But I want you, I want you, I want you.
If only I could get through this. If only I could get through this. I gotta get through this. I gotta get through this. I gotta make it. Gotta make it.
Geführt von dem Feind der dir einst so vertraut. Der Blick ist getrübt, der Sinne beraubt. Das dunkel verblasst, so stumm wie ein Schrei. Ein hiebfester Stich für das zweite Goodbye.
don't have no mercy, in this land. Death don't have no mercy, in this land. Well he'll come to your house and he won't stay long. You'll look in the bed.
"Day Job" by artist Ronnie Rockets. Performed by Ronald Douglas. . [Pre- Chorus]. Day job. Hey, Day job. Hope them boys don't quit their day job. . [Hook].
Look at what I'm rockin'. I be on my grind. . [Hook]. I got a pocket, pocket full of dimes. Look at all I'm rockin'. I be on my grind. Look at what I'm rockin'.
Your love is a canvas, show me your colors. I know that they're darker, & I wanna mix them up with mine. You got that somethin', a dirty perfection, you're making me nervous.
I know what you're thinkin'. starin' from a distance. I heard it all before. So i don't wanna listen. Just show me what you want girl. Why you wanna front girl.
I drift into another world again, I wanna have it all,. you fly me to your galaxy and then, that's when I start to fall upon the floor,. I won't let this angel get away,.
To each his own, drop dead!. Death toll declined!. Rise up! fear not! like the wake from inside!. . To each his own, feel dead!. Descend from sky!. Rise up!.
We're dying. For our souls to learn. We're dying. For our souls to burn. . We're dying. For our souls to learn. We're dying.
Come on, don't do well. where I feed the living hearts. I got a torch to light. Feel these smelter fires burn. Chorus:. I don't care what they say !. I don't care ! I'll do what I want !.