How many times do I have to say that I love you. How many times do I have to say the words. I will hold you, I will love you. I will think the whole world of you.
Who's gonna tell me when I'm ready to go out and do. The things that I know you want me to do. Who's gonna tell me when I'm old enough or smart enough.
I checked the map to make sure that I get it right. But still I don't know where you're taking me tonight. And I tried so hard to mix the old life with the new.
[Mr. Man. Boobonic]. "Ayyo, I seen the bitch car over there, man.". "Who?". "Let's shoot over there. Ya bitch! She over there with that nigga, man.. Let's get in the squad and shoot over there real fast.".
[Mr. Man (Boobonic)]. "Ayyo, let me tell y'all somethin'. We ball like the ballers ball,. ("We ball.") pimp like the pimpers pimp; ("We pimps."). and when we want, we can take like the takers take..
Tumusinze. Tumusinze. Aleluuuya. . Tuli mu maso ge. Fe abana be. Tufukamire tumusabe. Tumusinse. . Tuli mu kisibo kye. Mu nyumba ye. Ekigambo kye. Ye tabaza.
You with the sad eyes, don't be discouraged though I realize. It's hard to take courage, in a world full of people. You can lose sight of it and the darkness, inside you.
Tonight, talkin' to You, I thought to myself. About all those conversations. Tonight, somebody new is gonna take control. Yeah, and that somebody is You.
We searched for shells on the beach, we did it every year. We'd carry them back home to make the beach feel near. If I could take home a tree, it would be the center piece.
I played the fool so long, thought I was so strong. All the while You knew it wasn't true. Rerunning in my mind, memories of another time. When all I ever lived for was You.
Today's another day. Let's forget about yesterday. Tomorrow's another way. To distract us from now. . So here we are, the day is young. What will be? What will become now?.
Sometimes I, could leave it all behind.. Step off and find a place, to make a brand new life.. And when we talk, I wonder who'll break first.. We'll take it all apart, and twist each others words..
Take me, take me. Out into the night. Show me, show me. Wonders and delights. . Faces 'round a fire. Lights across the sky. The witching hour. They're calling me now.
Wait a minute, it's all gone south. Words don't matter, I'm all talked out. I want to show You another way. I want to shield you from my mistakes. . Ooh, they're the ties that bind us.
In the pouring rain, they made their way. To a town called Bethlehem,. He knocked on the doors, and they turned him away,. So they laid him in a manger.
All you ever wanna do is party all the time. While listening to songs that don't even rhyme. You walk around talking with no volume control. Conversations so vapid you must be a troll!.
Reporter: Out top story for today, an update to a story we reported to you last week. New details have emerged in the murder of local rapper Adam Bromlo, often referred to by his stage name of Winto "Suck My Dick" Green. Upon finding his body last Saturday morning in a neighbor's inflatable kiddie pool, police believed that Mr. Bromlo had committed suicide by drowning. However, upon further review, investigators now believe that Bromlo had first been suffocated by the big bootie of a "big bootie hoe" before being deposited in the pool. Law enforcement officers are on the case of finding the hoe in question and are searching all rundown seedy, motels within a 25 mile radius of the crime pool. We will keep you posted as new details emerge..
Please, please stop. . If you see her, please give her this message. Oh, won't you tell her how much I miss her?. Even better, tell her I must meet her.
Now do you understand. That this was no ordinary man. And do we all agree. That we should use any means necessary. . Like standing in the line. Like pulling at the same time.
She comes home at 5:30. And though her clothes are never dirty. She'll change them just the same. She likes to keep her name. . She's giving it all up for love.