Oh, if I should die tonight Oh baby, though would be far before my time I won't die blue, sugar, yeah 'Cause I've known you Oh, oh, how many eyes Have
ATL, Georgia to New York City Kings have arrived, fuck with me now Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop,
I must believe I can do anything I can heal anyone I must believe I am the wind, yeah I am the sea I am the wind I am the sea I am the sun I can be anyone
I must have died and gone to Heaven 'Cos it was a quarter past eleven On a Saturday in 1999 Right across on where I'm standing On a dance floor she was
Oh yeah, what we're living in? Let me tell ya It's a wonder that man can eat at all When things are big that should be small Who can tell what magic
You can move along I believe that we are done With Whatever we was trying to do 'Cause you up and did me wrong Cupid got a big gun with a blindfold She
Watch me flip and rip on the freedom tip Open your mind, see the point of the ice pick I stand tall, while my brothers still choose to crawl Black power
The way you are Makes me feel so good Tell me what your name is? Damn you should be famous And I can barely take it Could this be what faith is? 'Cause
adormei??o nos seus brai??os de guitarra Doce embalo que renasce a cada dia Esse sonho de cantar a madrugada Que foi beri??o num tasco da Mouraria
Gee, I really like your tits I'll say anything that fits We carry our vision wherever we go If you keep your mouth shut It's still gonna show We're all
The general rode for sixteen days The horses were thirsty and tired On the trail of a renegade chief One he'd come to admire The soldiers hid behind the
When I hear that Santa Fe start blowin' I wonder where it's been and where it's goin' I tell you, boy, every time the feelin' sure is fine Just move
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why His life was took at such an early age
Trouble seems to catch a motherfucker with his cards down Gotta keep my drawers up, shit's gettin' hard now These motherfuckin' cops be plantin' shit
So what you gonna do when you get outta here cat daddy? I don't know dawg, just trying to live it one day at a time, you know I hear you talking man,
In the dirty old city There is my home There's my home, there's my home There is my home Nothing really looks pretty And I've been alone I've been alone
We're all gonna die When I was a very young boy, mama told me we all gonna die Mama said son love can't be trusted, it's just another weakness We all
Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
