You think the forces have control Well, there are no forces And they have no control Yes, it's just you and me We fear anything that looks like the sun
Walk but don't run, run but don't fly Sigh but don't talk, talk but don't cry Cry but don't feel, feel but don't give in Give in but don't die, mother
Hello, hey, this is Brandon but my friends call me Spike now I just moved out of my parents house in Danville To this wicked warehouse in Oakland Anyway
I wish I could look in your eyes And tell you how I feel Right now inside Baby I know that it's real So real so real, so real How I wish I could
Salve virgo virginum Salve sancta parens Concepisti dominum Virgo labe carens Salve virgo virginum Salve sancta parens Tu salus fidelium Salve
Let us free you from the pain Let us see you smile again Let us unlock all the chains You're broken-hearted Let us help you to forget Let us help you
Oh, we got another one, just like the other ones Another bad ass, another troublemaker I'm scared, ain't you boys scared? I wonder if he's gonna show
I wish i could look in your eyes And tell you how i feel Right now inside Baby i know that it's real So real so real, so real How i wish i could be with
Every second of every day I let me fancy play And if the feeling strikes me I deliquesce into the sky without waving goodbye While contemplating a fractured
En las playas de septiembre hay la tipica agonia, los amores de recambio, la manana de otro dia. Aburridos como ostras, somos gente de ciudad, desvelados
Cum erubuerint infelices in progenie sua, procedentes in peregrinatione casus, tunc tu clamas clara voce, hoc modo homines elevans de isto malitioso casu
Walk but don't run Run but don't fly Silent don't talk Talk but don't cry Cry but don't fear Fear but don't give in Give in but don't die (muthaf.....) [
Walk but don't run Run but don't fly Silent, don't talk Talk but don't cry Cry but don't feel Feel but don't give in Give in but don't die Motherfucker
(feat. Doug E. Fresh, Nas) [Doug E. Fresh beatboxes] [Nas] Yeah.. what.. you! [DEF] UH-HUH! C'MON! [Nas] Yeah.. yeah, what? [DEF] Nasty Nas, Virgo [
(feat. Ludacris) One?two?yeah?huh?Nasir [Chorus - Nas] Baby girl won?t you come and hold my hand Won?t you come and chill out with the Virgo Hey girl
Get up, get it done, I'll take care of the facts Your muddled thoughts they don't mean too much to me There she stands, wheat in hand, the virgin she