[Chorus: Lil' Kal + possibly others]. It's my country, you can say what you, wanna say about me. But at the end of the day I'll be countin my mo-ney. It's like a dream - yeah, it's like a dream - yeah.
Biz Markie and Elephant Man, we sensei. Bump fair ladies like Sean Paul, okay, come on. . Ladies and gentlemen, how do you do. (A do). It's been a long time but without further adieu.
Ahhh-yew-whayaeuwwww. Now it-it-it-it-it-it sound funky. Yo doc, i'ma count it on three. One, two, three. . Well I'm not a qualuudes or a halucinogen.
Keep one eye open. And the second one closed. Till the distance seems no longer. And the sunset's back for more. . Leaving your remains. Of things just so insane?.
I want these girls, these girls want me. Sophistication with guarantee. . Gimme, gimme your sweet dance. One touch! By any chance?. Shake those hips, spread your legs.
Llorare, ay llorare. Llorare, llorare las penas. Llorare, ay llorare. Llorare, llorare las penas. . Mi corazon esta en tus manos. Pq todo te lo e dao.
She said to me "I'm running". "My floruit, censored, brought me to my knees.". She said to me "I'm leaving". Extant memories of counting "nevers" never seemed to be.
with Anderson Brett. (Lionel FLORENCE/Guy DELACROIX). Sais-tu ce que c'est d'aimer/ Quand la vie nous dcourage, / Mais il n'y. a des marcages/ Impossibles traverser..
with Anderson Brett. (Lionel FLORENCE/Guy DELACROIX). Sais-tu ce que c'est d'aimer/ Quand la vie nous dcourage, / Mais il n'y. a des marcages/ Impossibles traverser..
Whoa, sittin' at a truck stop. With my cowboy boots and my guitar. Now I'm livin' on a tip box. And it was made for cigars. . Long way from Georgia. Long way from Georgia.
Lyrics: j perkin. . I just saw a smile in the crowd and it reminded me of you. In the happy days before this solitude. Time stood still and I realized that against my will.
Lyrics: j. den hengst. . Feels like I'm living in a dream. Slowly floating up and down the stream. Watch the people cheering from the shore. Faces I have never seen before.
A child is told from day number one. He's a worthless piece of shit, bad and dumb. Generations pass down low self esteem. We're molded by things we've heard and seen.
Not even for a second when he wake up did he ask. If today was gonna be his last. An average day in the middle of a life. Terminated by a sharp knife.
Lack of trust, all alone. Lookin' down at the bottom of a hole. I've no trust, bare my soul. . Are we alone? Or do we have friends. Or are we just searchin' for a means to an end.
Oh yes, it's over now. We can go back home. Oh, I'm caught up in a cloud. Yes, I've waited for it. . The sky has fallen to the earth. You can't imagine what it's like.
In every other song that I've heard lately some fellow get shot. And his baby and his best friend both died with him as likely as nut. In half of the other songs some cat's cryin' are ready to die.
They sent me out from Santa Fe to try and find his trail. They think that I'm the only one who can bring him back to jail. This star says I'm a lawman this gun has seen me through.