Let's make this night last forever. Just like we used to do. We'll grab our bags and we'll head on down the road. Do whatever we want to.. They say we're crazy, baby, but that's all right.
Don't want to let. Don't want to let. Don't want to let. Don't want to let. . Well, I don't want to let you go, girl. Out of my life. I want you to wear my ring, girl.
Ginalship mash up the country. Ginalship mash up the country. Ginalship mash up the country. And its nobodys fault but the ginalship. . Crime taking over the city.
Fire for the Vatican.. - Look at that!. Blood for the poor man.. - Who say?. Revelation say.. - Who say?. So the prophets say.. - And what they saying now?.
I will never sell myself for vanity, baby. Because of a shameful society. I will not lose my cool or sanity, mama. Because of my calamity. . Everybody blaming everybody.
Don't want to let. Don't want to let. Don't want to let. Don't want to let. . Well, I don't want to let you go, girl. Out of my life. I want you to wear my ring, girl.
When I first saw you didn't know what to think. there's something about you is so interesting. I can see me and you being best friends, the kind of friend that finish each others sentences..
Lucifer, son of the morning, I'm gonna chase you out of earth. I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth. I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth.
Rachel mourns for her children. They have killed the prophet. And burned down the altar. Whooah, what a slaughter!. The blood of the prophet. Is on the shore of Babylon.
How long will it take? Oh, for right. For your children to get justice? Oh, for right. Whats going to happen to this coming generation?. Whats gonna happen to this wicked nation?.
It was saintmas in the east. There some bearded men keep a big feast. Three bag a rice and a big black sole. Three bag a wheat were prepared for the feast.
A fi we country. Mek we live it up, alright. A fi we country. So no mash it up, yes. A fi we something. So mek we use it up. A fi we country. So no shoot it up, no mash it up.
Baby. . .Youre The ONE !. . Intro:. . Yeah. .. You know. .. Seeing all those music stars out there. . .. I always wanted to write a song of my own. . ..
HOLLYWOOD. . Verse 1. I live in this town called Hollywood, where you can dream your life away.. Been through the crazy life in Hollywood I seen some thing's that will make you run away..
[Rick Ross]. Tupac back, Tupac back. There's all these bitches screaming that Tupac back. All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin'. Buying brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen.
(Brian May). Born in the time. Of the changes. Where are you going. How will you fly. Is it for love or freedom. All your days have been. Waiting for life to catch you.
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]. Sometimes I get so fucking paranoid. Reminiscing on how them bricks keep going back and forth. I ask the Lord for everything I lack and more.
(Brian May). I'm gonna make a little space. Around me. A very special place. Around me. No-one can come in.
[Chorus: Jeremih]. I apologize I don't recollect your name. (Oooh, baby I don't know your name). But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame.
(Jimi Hendrix). Gold and Rose - the colour of the dream I had. Not too long ago. Misty blue and Lilac too. Never to grow old. There you were under the tree of song.