Maybe it's not over yet Somewhere inside him there must be some new dream Awaiting to topple the rest when he finds himself feeling alive yet alone Maybe
a thing Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't If I wanna floss I got my own Even if you were broke My love don't cost a thing A thing, a thing Yeah
, his lows Are second nature to me now Like breathing out, breathing in I'm very glad he's a man and so easy to forget Rather like a habit one can always
a ship they sail on with a breeze See in the sun, they get a touch and it's too much for 'em They fall around you like the winter leaves A little rain
a ship they sail on with the breeze See, in the sun they get a touch, but it's too much for 'em They fall around you like the winter leaves A little
Brown suede shoes and corduroys Greasy hair not out of choice Trying hard to blend in with the boys Standing in the corner of the room He would see her
across a million miles when your voice comes through the line i can feel the power of a million lights come through the satellite although these oceans hold us apart where there's a will there's a
of the dressing table And the world outside this room Has also assumed a familiar shape The same events shuffeled In a slightly different order each day Just like a
when he took the fall Betrayed the fatherland The flag and all for which it stands Traitor to the cause A.W.O.L.! Now a media star The whole thing
l'O Et a l'assaut des ombres sur l'O Au coeur du temps tout puissant Et a l'assaut des ombres sur l'O Des drapeaux sur l'horizon Et a l'aube d'un jour
yo! g! phat! dope! tongue... kid! son! muthafukkaaa!
Mightier Than Thee Score, Yes We Shall Do And Claim Our Victory Football! Football! Football! Say It! - Football! I Can't Hear You! - Football! A Little
my fingers One touch you'll see L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine L.O.V
did, 6th Street, Magnolia Street, c'mon M...A...G...N...O..L, I, A, thats the home where the souljas stay [Chorus-2x] You niggaz claim to be a soulja
gloire la gloire A l'assaut des ombres sur l'O au coeur du temps tout puissant a l'assaut des ombres sur l'O des drapeaux sur l'horizon et a l'aube
your throat with a icepick Shoot you in the face with a beebee gun Whatever I do to bring you to the conrete I'ma do it, you heard? My motherfuckin nigga A
In early days of history The earth was young and wild And still the Greek mythology Brings olden times to life Black the sky The ground was shaking When
(Payne/Nye) Brown suede shoes and corduroys Greasy hair not out of choice Trying hard to blend in with the boys Standing in the corner of the room He
