Interplanetary Pit Stop. . That rig is ridin'. I've been a drivin' long and hungry ridin' it across the night. Bounty hunters they're trucking me ???.
(Spoken). Joe Joe Joe... Gimme somethin' sick my man.... Come on stoney Joe.... Bust out with that slide.... . Mmmmmhmmmm. Alright. Yeah alright. Alright.
I seen ya in your red room laughin'. With your shinin' coffee can. So many wrongs all kinds a goin's on. Held my head an ran. . But I hid and did a bit more lookin'.
Out of the night that covers me,. Black as the Pit from pole to pole,. I thank whatever gods may be. For my unconquerable soul.. In the fell clutch of circumstance.
If you can keep your head when all about you. Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you.. But make allowance for their doubting too;.
I'm the king 'round here. So don't call me no good. I'm the king 'round here. You don't know what you said. I'm the king 'round here. So don't call me no good.
Inner vision I am lost among the clouds. Old superstitions getting ugly low and loud. I can make no decisions, I rely on inner vision. To show me the way within and without.
I will follow Him. Follow Him where ever he may go. And near Him I always will be. For nothing can keep me away. He is my destiny. . I will follow Him.
(feat. Mr. Saik). . Romantic Style In Da Wold... (eiii aii nananaiii). Aiiii ombeee. Esta es la evolucion!. Ey llou Prediii.... Mista... SAiiiK...!. Y es ese es Nigaa!.
you will be my love that girl i have never dated and when i do you will never be outdated. i value and i want you to hear and when you are far i hope you could be near.
The cooling breeze. Runs through my hair makes me think of you. You're always there. All around me, everywhere. It's in the air. Your every kiss like a summer's day.
Face to face, we can't reverse. We can't return into the past and do it over again. Where is the love? Do we need a miracle?. . 'Cause the intentions they were good.
I will give it up. I won't be afraid. I won't try too hard. I will touch your back. I'm prepared for death. I will tear my clothes. People try too hard.
I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa. Yeah!. I want a tall skinny papa.
You could strike a match in my hand. too black to tan. heavy metel rythem from a one man band. bust my knuckles in a junkyard scuffle. whippin at the fairies with a brass belt buckle.
*girl weeping*. . WHAT'S WRONG, SWEETHEART?. DON'T YOU WANT ME?. YOU PAID FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME.. *rhythmic sniffing*. SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. INHALE ....
(Girls voice) "Man I wish I could find me a brother with some game". . To the rescue!. . Here's a little somethin' for you whacked out suckers. Rollin' twenty third sellin' dope to cluckers.
I'm peelin' off domes with a baseball bat. Forty-four Magnum, choice of gat. Mercury tip fillin' up my clip, I can shoot him. In the dome or I can get him in the hip.
I'm peelin off domes with a baseball bat. Forty four Magnum choice of gat. Mercury tip fillin up my clip. I can shoot him in the dome or I can get him in the hip.
How do I say goodbye. To what we had. The good times that made us laugh. Outweighed the bad. I thought we'd get to see forever. But forever's gone away.