Ladies and Gentlemen.... The President of the United States!. "Fella Americans...Doot, Doot, Doot...". He's been sick!--Doot! Doot!. And I think his wife is gonna bring him.
It's Mo Thug, it's Ken Dawg. Let me lean on in your mind, hit you one time. See, here it's Ken rollin' off this Hen. I got to do this shit again for these niggas.
4-U-2-Know:. Finally got ourselves together you ain't on too damn cold and we're pimpin' it Pimpin' ain't easy for a lady so we do what we gotta do 'cause we're II Tru to it.
I'm the one, who wants to change myself. But sometimes I don't understand why I do it. When it doesn't have a sense. . I'm the one, who wants the peace.
Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.. I feel a presence of evil, a silent sound.. An evil place once lovely and fair.. Its gardens are grey, sad voices of despair..
Descending into madness. Thoughts of morbid bloodlust. Need to search for victims. Psychopathic killer. Dismember the body. Removing the kidneys. Tearing flesh and organs.
What we need is a good jump kick, jump kick. To the head to get our ambitions in gear. For example, Jude at the party was taking her clothes off. Below the constellations.
No quiero perderte. por segunda vez. mil anios ausente. y siento que fue ayer. . te ves como siempre. como te sonie. yo se lo que sientes. yo lo se. .
Lets start this song with a stroll around. Late and cold we wander, smell of sale and cumber walks. The faster we go the quicker well end. With lack of homegrowns in the gardens we tend.
Otra vez, despierto en el sueo eterno. donde ayer te encontr.... Sin querer, mi espacio se va perdiendo. ms y ms, me enredo en tu juego, bajo el cielo y mar.
i can smell you on my bed, on my pillow, in the bedroom, we once shared. i turn my face to hide my head, from the background and the vision of you there.
the lines we draw around ourselves. to watch the faceless go. . a heart in carbonite can't breathe. or see the lucid glow. . that's why we look so hard.
The world is the future. A whore to a strong man. Our weakened feet will try. To dwell in a lie. They tell me we're losin'. Our talent of using. The dead mans' deed as guide.
Pride. Kept me strong. My faith was weak, I could not build upon. . Their hands. Strangled me.. I asked if death perhaps could intervene. . Sweat. Burned my skin.
I've seen as the ages pass by. I have seen much death. My minions bow before me. When they pray for the last breath. As they look to the sky for the last time.
I gotta find out. I don't see you around. No more. . But sir, don't forget. You'll stop your address. You'll fall. Through the floor. . Did you get our calls?.
This spirit is holding us down. We shit our shoulders are in deep. Pulling us to the light. Toasted our backs in the sun. And I waited for the next call.
Here I am again. Trying to relearn how to breathe. How easy it sinks. And slips away from me. . What has become,. Of those simple loves. That came to me once so naturally.