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When Silence Falls
Voices,. Wont guide me through this rain. Reflecting noises. Aware of this inner lame. . Heaven seems to shrink in beauty. . When silence falls upon. My heart I long for you.
Without Rhyme Or Reason
If I start rambling, dont mind me. I might get off track, but who doesnt. I love rap music, but I hate the fake lifestyle. And usually come to law with it.
What's Happening
What's Happening. Prodigy (Mobb Deep) feat. T.I.. What's Happening. Prodigy (Mobb Deep) feat. T.I..
What U Rep
[Prodigy]. Wha, what the fuck yo? Fuck yo?. Is it real? Really? ... Teach y'all niggaz how to rap yo. Show y'all niggaz how to expose a sound. . [Noreaga].
Wanna Be Thugs
[Havoc]. Uh-huh, yeah, here comes another one. And niggaz gon' now what I'm talkin about. (Most def.. most definitely). . [Prodigy]. Aiyyo Hav' man (yeah) kick that shit my nigga.
Walking In The Sun
Things have been going wrong. long enough to know. everything is right. Been walking in the dark long enough to know. i've finally seen the light. been losing long enough to know.
Who Watches The Watchman?
1st Verse:. Theres a light in the shed that should help you find your way,. and through this door you deserve a beating through the machine.. Little did you once know in the race for the telephone,.
Wayne Andrews, The Old Bee Keeper
I'm the keeper of the bees, as you know. Just a worthless memory in this house. Through the light of day and dark, will you notice me?. I'm the keeper of the bees, I'm a dead man.
Wrong From Day One
It's funny how these things work out. But not to be taken lightly. They took him away from her and set us up for each other. . Does it show that every time I thought of you.
Weekend
And all the kids now they come running. It's the weekend, it's the weekend. And all the parents they keep calling,. But there's no answer 'cause it's the weekend.
Wet! Wet! Wet!
Pray I yell fore before I play before. I foray let me explain, all day all ways. Foreplay? Hmm. I can make your cock go higher than the hair on Kid 'n Play.
Welcome To My World
I'm the chick who drops sick flows fill bowls with ill flows. Ill ho hell Knows pantyhose holes full of no doz. Make your earholes shit pop six Pep Bysmol sick abysmal.
We Got Panache
You know we got panache. Style, sass, gettin mad cash, keepin' it under wraps. Pizazz and class, we sit in the back. Spendin' mad cash, money, money and we real bad-ass.
We're So Lost
Can you see where we're going?. We're so lost, will we ever get back again?. Can you see what we're doing?. There's so much we're in danger of losing.
What I Need
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh. Circle, uh huh, uh huh. T-Dot, uh huh, uh huh. Kardinal, what it is though niggaz. Yo check it. (What I need). . What I need is for niggaz to let me live.
Weapon World
Infinite infantries, space techs with navi clips. Skin penetration, directions, information. Roll up your knuckles, get blast in your fingertips. Phasers with macs and handles clamped up on your hips.
What Sleeps Within
My Faith is written in my blood. And my gods within my Image. I stand within the Sun unblinking. And Rise within it's Rays. . It is not enough to kindle the Fire.
Wow
Hello, How are you?. You're looking so fine. No, it's true. Remember the time we first met?. You think that was good? You ain't seen nothin' yet. . Like a bee to some honey.
Whitecaps
I saw whitecaps on the water today. 15 Minutes after you went away. Couldn't find a reason to make you stay. It's windy now, but it's gonna be okay. .
Women
"Women, women, women". . Don't say you love me, life isn't fair. And I don't care, so don't be stupid. Who builds the missiles? Who trains the God's?.
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