Why they wanna see my spine, Mommy? Why they wanna see my spine? It's gonna hurt again, Mommy Much worse than last time Am I gonna see God, Mommy? Am
It's a movie, baby, yeah, Nina Sky The biggest boss in the biz, Ricky Ross Sendin' this one out to Amsterdam, Switzerland Berlin, Sweden, you feel me?
Duncan : Nous sommes tous A la merci du monde Qui change chaque seconde Nous sommes tous fait d'espoir De doutes, de hasards Mais vos regards sont nos
It's been fun but the time has come To bring down the final curtain move along Time to face what you know in your heart That the world keeps on turning
In town for one night only lust, fame and a feeling of the holy A new king is crowned for your delight, yeah alright Single file, it's just that easy,
What do children do with these colors so hallow Yes I know their will is true But their throats must hurt to swallow Like an orphan with his gruel In
From the day they were born these brothers Had sworn to be unified Through the thick and thin no matter Lose or win together till they die Out to conquer
These are not 100%, they are going by ear. Never underestimate your next opponent. It will be a dark catastrophe of great proportion The challenge
an outcast of victorian society a crying jag since long-gone childhood days the dream to be an albatross with alabaster wings to be flying before the
No point in screaming 'Cause I'm only dreaming That you came to pieces And I came in peace You're always loaded Your life has imploded Nine weeks of
Is there any hope for us, or are the rumors true? Are we just the mulch and kindling that accrues? Can we recover from this? I've seen expressions
[Candy] Another aimless day [Amos] Another useless night [Candy] I want peroxide hair [Amos] I want neon light [Candy] I've got a new life waiting
Well, I've been catching up on daydreams Yeah, I've been lost all afternoon 'Cause I've been imagining a future In a world of only you, in a world of
Drown me out with silence Breathing slows...no oxygen The first time seems timeless Forever follows, The brave seem weaker than before Correct my words
I'm being hassled by the man The man The man The man Man Crush a killer with a thigh bone Man You call the cable, make a cozy home Man You need a rock
[Words & Music: Ted Kirkpatrick] Car for sale - what a deal - I assure you it's a steal Come and check it out some night - can't I see it in the light
can you taste the grit between your teeth the heat of the lights the crack of the whip the snapping sound of someones nerves if you pay you get what you
Que! Daddy Yankee, yo! Cangri! Los Homerunners, yo! DJ Urba! Vamos pa\' la rumba! Zumba! Zumba! Dice! No te canses, yales no paren No te canses, dale