A family of musicians took shelter for the night In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine Rose of Jericho
Well, I'm here but where are you? You're inside with better things to do With better things to do like sitting in a room And staring at computer screens
Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go I fell in love at the seaside I handled my charm with time and slight
Brooklyn, this is the set-off Kay Sleezy, take it to the streets nigga Word up, Sauce Money, uh, uh Proper set-off Don't get it fucked up 'cause Sauce
East coast *killer*, West coast *killer* (repeat 8X) Verse One: RBX While childish MC's battle over coastal fronts I come with no fronts and smash
[DMX] In the name of Jesus, let us pray: Father we thank you for waking us up this morning. We thank you for surrounding us with your guardian angels
FATHER YOU GIVE US POWER TO SPEAK THE WORD FATHER YOU SAY WE HAVE BUT TO ASK WITH A SINCERE HEART AND IT WILL BE SO WE THANK YOU FOR THIS SPOKEN WORD
Yo Dre, I thought I was dead West coast I'm the doctor's advocate Nigga Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead That's why they call him the doctor
Here we go Well, I'm ridin' down the beach on my ATV (Livin' on a coastline) I'm just chasin' the sun, she goin' down on me (Livin' on a coastline)
The girls on the beach On the beach you'll find them there In the sun and salty air The girls on the beach Are all within reach If you know what to do
Chorus: Cleveland, city where tha st. clair thug chill Come and kick it wit an clair playa [flesh-n-bone] Everybody when i said it stay off tha hook
No entiendo como pudo esto suceder no comprendo nada de esta horrible situacion la tentacion surgio con otro ella se fue todo del nido y mi amor abandono
The Autumn leaves were falling Hearing nature talking I thought I heard her calling Hush now don't you cry Figure in the sky Can't stop myself from shaking
She was the Queen of the Coast back in nineteen sixty five, Prettier 'n most, she could keep a room alive, With the catch in her voice and the beehive
There is treasure hidden there, on the coast of California El Diego hid it there when the Clara ran aground On the coast of California, deep within a
Vegas neon skin Coin arcade Like Pigalle at night Esplanade Could be Amsterdam Might get laid Hanging out on the seafront Hanging out on the seafront
I've, I have swum those ragin' seas Washed up by an ocean who had tired of me How I survive, I will never know But this wreck's got a home and a whole
in the daytimes when we go to sleep 'cause in the night were gonna hit the streets at 10 oclock goin out to the docks north beach is where were gonna