I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it And you gonna get it and you gonna
It's the winning side And everyone's cheering for the winning side And the children leave their homes to join the winning side And when Jesus comes He
Computer eyes It hurts to tell you I don't really want you But I know if I leave you, it won't really grieve you 'Cause you really don't have a soul to
Tonight the energy's high, off and running Up there they do it right, they're shining They make it seem easy now, but we all know they've done their
Cut my teeth in kentucky, dynamitin' coal, Turned sixteen on a tanker, haulin' crude from mexico, Worked my way up to washington, made the timber fall
You want to grow up to paint houses like me A trailer in my yard till you're 23 You want to be old after 42 years Keep dropping the hammer and grinding
Winter hands, cold clasps, the memory filters into something lucid, a salty drop on my brow, a once brilliant residue now over rich, segments collide,
I've heard this script before, I know this turn of mind you think that you're the one to bring the change she's trying to find But what you're selling
I've heard this script before I know this turn of mind You think that you're the one To bring the change she's trying to find But what you're selling
Ich hab eine Crew, und die heisst Blumentopf. Drum höre mir zu und gib uns die Props. Denn wir haben den Funk und den Flow, und wir sind im Haus,
green eyes are you looking at me, i've been watching you, since you came into this place, you stood at the back of the room, time stood still as i
- Ben's (not me) version - I'm the man in the middle But I can see through the trees Take a ride on this airplane We could ride on the wings Movin' slow
Television's an invention Close to my heart But I know something twice as cool And three times as smart Cups and pencil sharpeners Are okay machines But
White lips, pale face Breathing in snowflakes Burnt lungs, sour taste Light's gone, day's end Struggling to pay rent Long nights, strange men And they
JESSIE Prepare for trouble! JAMES Make it double! JESSIE To protect the world from devastation! JAMES To unite all peoples within our nation
Yo Russell Simmons, this is your commander in chief Of your West Coast operations, Havoc the Mouthpiece My orders are to assemble a team of 6 of the West
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you That's how I know you go on Far across the distance and spaces between us You have come to show you go
Your lipstick, his collar, don't bother, Angel I know exactly what goes on When everything you'll get is Everything that you've wanted, princess (Well