I won't break I might bend But I won't break Spinning 'round I hit the ground And lift back up to see Well nothing's changed It's all the same Why can
I won't break I might bend But I won't break Spinning 'round I hit the ground And lift back up to see Well nothing's changed It's all the same Why
Stayed away too long and I'm wonderin' why Thought of all the reasons to make you change your mind Thought of all the things that we did in the past And
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It overtakes me, It overtakes me It overtakes me... Oh oh oh I It overtakes me, It Master-Slaves me It overtakes me... Oh oh oh I It overtakes me, It
Just take those old records off the shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music ain 't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Wish he was a man Oh I wish, I could be touched by the hem of his garment And the dream To be proud has never been so mean So hard, so stern, so cruel
Sit right down if you're a friend You know there ain't too many left of them You said, ?I want love, I want it all? You look better now than last time
(15:49) Okay. We're 10-8. And the number is 180 and the letter is G. There is no other possibility. And all you slimy fruitcakes in San Francisco
How can I bring you To the sea of madness I love you so much It's gonna bring me sadness I've never seen you Through these eyes before Now I don't believe
I see danger, danger, danger On the corner sent by me Shadows the ways Straight away you ran from me Heard you calling Yes, I heard you calling Heard
Get down, girl, go ahead now Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Get down, girl, go ahead now Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it I'm laughing
they hate us? line 6, Puff: Is it our ladies? line 7, Puff: Say what? line 8, Puff: Yeah, bay-bee bay-BEE! Chorus w/ Puff talking while B.I.G. sings
scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0 Jet black tint still, they might know Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R&B
least an hour late I'm so fresh I should be arrested new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch she said "hey 'Ye" I said "Yes B-tch" damn I'm
da fastest way grind up on a million In a dope fein jacket she know dat im da man Gotta in come tax check N she spent 3 grand Keepa str8 shoota da gurl
b-tch just keep on dancing dollar bills on top of dollar bills thats all I'm throwing, if she wont her momma will made n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill 8
drum The beat so phat gonna make me come Um, um, um, um Over to your place I-I-I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique B-b-but your money