with the name "Jack Michaelson" I once heard a noise In the night the most sensual voice A song of love from an eight year old boy Stuck in my head
in rage, venting all the hurt inside Who am I to tell you what you failed to realize The voice that you hold within you The voice that you are, the voice
. One more melody to sing at Christmas, one more memory of Christmas cheer. Old familiar melodies, bring back special memories. Raise your voice, let
a we rock a Scoobie Doo And guess what, America we love you 'Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul You could rock till you're a hundred and one years
It was the new beginning for today's modern man Foretold two thousand years ago, now we know it's real They've ruturned to their land on Silverbirds with wings of steel The year
fall in love with people Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with
fucking fall in love with people Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with
To the side of the curb with that plastic thang, thang Nina glock 19 With the 20 clip you don't wanna fuck with this You don't wanna fuck with this
door, coming back like you always do. Well no one's gonna fix it for us, no one can. You say that, 'No one's gonna listen, and no one understands.'
s sold fifty gold, sixty platinum Shacklin' the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets, Queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with
On hearing these words, she pondered over me mentally... and so the story goes... (the skanda purana)] One million miles i'm walking, one million miles
the hypocritical chants of freedom forever 'cause when one lone phone rang in two thousand and one at ten after nine on nine one one which is the
And must live with faithless women who despise them I'll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard A story to
structure, that would ensure his creation of talent far surpassing the average individual. At the time, one subject of urban myth was the story that
Ferraris, and some Lexuses And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses I got a ten story mansion on the beach With a swimmin' pool filled up with
allegedly stems from an ongoing feud Both artists claim no involvement in the incident No arrests have yet been made in connection with the shooting [
my heart beat started pounding out a rhythm in my brain, A voice from deep inside said, "You've got to be insane", Everyone knows how this old story