Talk, Holiday Styles, S-P or whatever you choose. A pound of weed, four guns and a liter of booze. Chew niggas out they shoes, what. Come and fuck with me, I can guarantee you'll be makin' the news.
Inspection!. Get ever'ting ship-shape an' shine. Check. Check one.. Hot shot! Boom shot all kind of shot. We don't take dat back, hehehehehehehe. Whatcha doin' here?.
When I write my lyrics, it's like, it's like. I want my shit to be phat, I want people to be able to understand. Yo, Anybody can rhyme, youknowhatimsaying.
They'll call it a mystery. But we're gonna call it victory. We'll be writing history. It's gon' be victory. They'll be signs on top of signs. Just so you know the history.
You can't say we shall and not fight through hell. You can't say we will and not dare to deal. You can't shout out peace and then vanish in the crowd.
I come to You more than I give. I come to You more than I give. . When the time comes for us to pray. We find other things to say instead of giving thanks.
I keep holding on. I'll keep holding on. . Time is filled with swift transition. Naught of earth unmoved can stand. Build your hopes on things eternal.
Take me a million miles from where we are.. . Hold me until the moon don't see the stars.. . I know, that I got you. I know, that I got you.. . I know, I know, I know,.
I don't know you found me here. I'm not listed down in any place. I don't do much I go to work. . But I would do it for you. I would do it for the old times.
Marylin's queen of the scene. In a humble abode. By the bowling green. Marylin she collects names. With picture profile computer games. To hang on. . In the modern world.
I met her down on Bond Street on the streets of cobblestone. She had a spark like Joan of Arc, like no one else I've known. . We traded up some stories at the Cassavetes bar.
It only happens when I dance with you. That trip to heaven till the dance is through. With no one else do the heavens seem quite so near. Why does it happen, dear, only with you?.
It's a lovely day today. So whatever you've got to do. You've got a lovely day to do it in, that's true. . And I hope whatever you've got to do. Is something that can be done by two.
It's a lovely day tomorrow. Tomorrow is a lovely day. Come and feast your tear dimmed eyes. On tomorrow's clear blue skies. . If today your heart is weary.
[Verse:]. Brothers. And sisters. Listen. You non-believers, listen. You better start to believe. All you doubters. Be "hallelujah shouters". Or else you're going to grieve.
The weather is frightening,. The thunder and lightning. Seem to be having their way,. But as far as I'm concerned,. It's a lovely day.. . The turn in the weather.
Strange. How a dreary world can suddenly change. To a world as bright as the evening star. Queer. What a difference when your vision is clear. And you see things as they really are.
I've been a roaming Romeo. My Juliets have been many. But now my roaming days have gone. Too many irons in the fire. Is worse than not having any. I've had my share and from now on:.
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing. But I can weather the storm. What do I care how much it may storm. I've got my love to keep me warm. . I can't remember a worse December.
Don't ask me just how it happened. I wish I knew. I can't believe that it's happened. And still it's true. . I got lost in his arms, and I had to stay.