Kingston, hey, face drop, oh, Kingston, I see your face drop, drop, drop You touch my heart, disappear I never knew how much it hurt here (Made me feel
Life is a struggle Baby you got to choose Hear the call of the wild wind What have you got to lose So take off that coat And kick off those crazy shoes
The urge to merge can rob us of our senses The need to breed can make a man a drone We must be on alert with our defenses For every skirt will test testosterone
Here we are trying to mend all the broken hearts In a world where the pain is the fear Ain't no doubt there's a method to madness here Set your clock
The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave To the dark and the endless
Beneath the dance hall lights You see my girl so sound Lights up the ground If you give up New York I'll give you Tennessee The only place to be The
(scarface) Fears weightless, I fear none in the physical form Let us face, nigga, you cant do me no harm Up here shakin, wishin me well, but deep in you
In the heat of the violence The night's exploding everywhere When hate pulls the trigger The devil comes to take his share In the garden of Eden The
Sweet little child You know nothing But a cold world outside You're too young to realize What he wants from you tonight Poor little girl There is no
Do you say a prayer when your feeling down Do you believe that love can turn your faith around You're feeling high and low, but you don't know what
Hey baby, listen up, I'm not in love with you You keep runnin' off at the mouth And someone else can scratch my back And I could care less about your
Since you're gone There is an empty space Since you're gone The world is not the same I go back to the places we've been Feels like you're still there
Last night I went to kill Some time at the famous grill Where the tall eats the small There were girls all over me That's my insanity Don't call me Ringo
Face in the gutter, eyes on the floor Knocked down twice, can't take it no more You got no vision in your head You got no vision, better dead Get on
Another bloody Monday Thirty-nine Just died All hell breaks loose in the crowd A hopeless helter skelter Another mindless crime Some corner of the world
Would you care for me if I was deaf and blind? Would you hear my voice if I was always quiet? Would you hold my hand if I was going to fall? Would you
I'm an alleycat with only seven lives I'm the trouble scratching at your door When the moon is bright and shining high I'm getting loose just like the
I wake up in the morning I'm thinking of you In Dollars and Cents in high heel shoes I start to think and the headache goes boom I'm counting the bills