[Styles P]. Holiday Styles. Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck. if I ain't gettin proper respect. I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill.
Swaggggg you want me. SWag bitch im nice. Swagk nah nah. askjfas drunken loveeeeeeeee they be all night.
Addicted to the lights and sounds. We can fight our desires. But when we start making fires. . Addicted to the lights and sounds. We can't ever stop. Whether we like or not.
Retro sucks, retro sucks. Everything about it sucks. Retro sucks, disco sucks. Ooh, ooh, fuck you. . Retro sucks, retro sucks. Ravers almost suck as much.
Dream away, you're just a dreamer boy. And I've been here before. Dream away, you're dreaming your life away. It's what they want you to believe. . Salute the flag, say the pledge that's what they say.
yesterday I cut myself on pieces of a broken dream. and though it hurt me so, I won't cry. no I won't shed a tear. I tried so hard. to pick you up. I poured your bottles down the drain.
do you see what I see. a broken bridge ahead. I could end this journey. or is it in my head. we see our lives. in such a strange light. and it defeats us.
You are the happiest minute on a sunny day. And a silly song, when no one is around. I am a sorry sight on a Saturday night. You know that if I'm fine.
a blue, grey sky fills my head today. the drums sound softly a million miles away. i know these things all seem the same. to you it's just an endless game.
Slow time. Deaf to all the hearings. Blinded to the seeings. Nothing's so revealing. . Some day I might leave here. I'll get what's comin' to me one day.
Drive with me. Do the things, you won't believe. Drive with me. Past the city and down to sea. Crushin' dreams. Leave me be, I cannot sleep. . Drive with me.
Bad snow freeze my throat. And numbs my soul. Eats me whole to pick me up. That's where you know. . Free to go. You call the Jones. Makes me old before I'm old.
Five O'clock and the run has started!. Don't play dirty you dirty fighter,. Naughty words you've played along!. You're mad! Put some pepper on your tongue!.
Someday every person on this Earth. Someway everyone, someday we will learn what life is worth. Just how precious is each birth, everyone. Though the dark and cold threaten every soul.
Writers: Doug Supernaw, Allen Huff. . Well I wish you could have seen us. One car between us. Too far gone so someone had to go. She called her mama. And I called her a friend.
With a closet full of clothes, she's got nothing to wear. It's almost time to go and she can't do a thing with her hair. She asks me, "Do I look alright?".
Writers: Gene Robbins/Bobby Taylor/John Ramey. . Daddy's brand-new bass boat. Cost him two weeks on the couch. Fourteen dozen roses and his boys night out.
I ILL drive down these roads come down these roads. Dont stop. I il drive down these drive down these roads drive away drive away. . Hardest parts Trying to create a Delicate balance.
Ah, ah, ah. [Chorus]. Please get out of the toilet my man. Hell no, I'm doing drugs. Please get out of the toilet my man. Oh no, let me do my drugs. Came to the disco with half a gram of go go.
I was floating through the cemetery late last night. When I saw a ghost who was outta sight. He said 'Down in the graveyard there's a party going on. So get down (get down) six feet.