I walk alone I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I
I wanna be black but with my mustache I look Mexican I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard I
my pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize) Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo [Nelly]
work, and then straight back home again He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper Well, I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover And I
we walk ain't paved in gold Alone is how our days spent Don't think cause I'm polite that I'm nice g Or cause I'm well dressed I ain't grimy I got food
I say? They okey-dokin' How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he jokin' I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin I'm oviedosin',
the take-off The blast turns glass into rocks At last my supreme task was to no longer walk on green grass Till I become a beam of gas And travel through
like I'm worthless But contrary to my last statement, I feel fine Content with the fact that I know this city's mine I walk down dead end streets like
your day planner I swear, even if it's only for a day, Anna For a majority, you'd be the only way, Anna It's on you, Anna, what you gonna do, Anna? I
spell I'm on top of the world, I'ma screaming to tell I love the USA girls Almost as much as The Giants beat Green Bay, girl I see you out there dancing
the ones sung by fairport convention: I rode a grey horse that was called a grey mare. Grey mane and grey tail, green stripe down her back, Grey mane and grey tail, green
up but me I need her first thing when I wake up Call me a fiend And I'm not talking nicotine Y'all know what I mean? I'm just an addict for your love I
nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk
I could be in Berkshire Where the poppies are so pretty I could be in Berkshire Where the poppies are so pretty I wish that I was there I wanna make
getting mad (I cannot call this sane) Today as I was walking down You bumped into me You said "excuse me" and walked away As I dropped to my knees I
about home, home Beautiful doves and plenty of love, I say it again if u want now come on I'm loyally walking, n praying, n talking about my day upon
I'll miss, I said, a girl I know I can't just leave there to pine She's still got plenty of men to go I'm sure she'll do just fine What about my little
or whateva I walk in see her talkin' to some dude or whateva You know what I'm sayin', so I holla at her I say "Ay man check this out, man I seen ya
