For the live ones, not the shook ones For the riders, not the hook ones Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers My crew consist of millionaires
Okay this it It seems to me that I need a break from you, from myself It don't matter no more now who's to tell Everybody may think I'm wrong But I'm
Well I was cool and sitting by the phone and waiting for A ring with a female voice or a date or an invitation To a nightclub for some minglin' Then aah
Deep inside of the mind of the damned Lies a dark memory of a man Once moved in sight Swing on in light Now in the darkenss, spills black, spills the
[Verse 1] How many times have you used that line? Did you replace the last two dozen names with mine? Is "I love you, baby" second nature by now? 'Cause
(Originally by Santana & Rob Thomas) Man it's a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you
Today I saw my brother Into hell, for evermore Choice there was no other I?m sad to say, it?s not the last timeI look into your body Fill you up with
Why is this happening to me? I've been back in time And feeling ties are much to strong And there's a wolf inside And lately he's been shaking all night
Little lover look into my eyes The only things that make you wanna die. And oh you will And little songs and other things are gone Insane, I?m sure there
[GROWL x2] A darkened, dim-lit hallway 'til... Blacklights and figures fly out, Perfect expression of theater... And
Little lover look into my eyes The only things that make you wanna die. And oh you will And little songs and other things are gone Insane, I'm sure there
Fuck Slash him! (more) Chop him UP! Killing more, Killing the poor Sick of this MURDER! Randon noise affects, Ooh Got to help, all of my friends Slow
(feat. Maylie) Juste un regard Qui me laisse voir, un doute un espoir Juste une envie Un desir qu'on oublie, peur de l'interdit Je n'ai pas le choix
[Verse 1:] Couldn't wait to get mo shit from Trill Ent. ha BadAzz n Young Savage keep it so street ha But we been doin' this fo' a while but it ain't
ooh yeah ohh baby The warmth in your smile is the warmith that I desire, Coz it's cold and lonely in this place, oh yeah. And I need to get close to
Brothers, Sisters One Day we will be free. From Fighting, Violence, People Crying in the Streets. (Chorus) Were the angels from above falling down and
(Soo) He got big brown eyes, so he built nice (Ooh) Coming on strong, six pack showin' (Ohh) He's too cool, for his own shoes (Umm) Nothing rude
(by Santana) Man its a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My mu equita