bleed dry. They are the true pornographers The real stylists in human perversion. Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by Watching their fortunes rise and
, you got it bad When you're on the phone, hang up and you call right back U got it, you got it bad If you miss a day without your friend, your whole
the lines Now somebody's second heart Ain't the first of mine Consider the rain now Out in the cold Maybe I love you But our dreams grow old Outbid my fortune
asked what I'm searching for fame or fortune oughta be a star I'll have to admit it's none of these You shouldn't even have to ask or even take a second
2pac] One day at a time Don't be caught in the publicity and caught in the hype Rappers are regular people minus money and light Searching for fortune
is my second major breakup My first was, with a pager With a hooptie, a cook pot, and the Cane This one's with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune
At Wong's, everything is battered And what's inside doesn't even matter Stop! Ooooohhhhh. Second plate! Huh! Third plate! Oh. Fourth plate. Ooooohh. Dessert. Uuuuuuugg. Fortune cookie. I ate the fortune
as you stepped inside soon enough you said goodbye Peace out! I'm gone and won't be back! I heard your echo cry Oh how the seconds fly left without a second
(written by Dan Hartman and Charlie Midnight) © 1986 EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Janiceps Music BMI/ EMI April Music Inc./Second Nature Music Inc. ASCAP
you think? Come on, you can say. [Roxie Hart] Pfrrrrrr!!! [Velma Kelly] I know you're right. The first part is shit. But the second part... Second part
though he owns all fortunes, this room is where he'll stay And his world is filled with darkness, turning grey Gazing out the window of the 42nd second
a ??? here no more A letter's by the door (?) I leave by dawn today To find another way 'Til the day I see the light That brings my fortune here
"The Last Act of Defiance" by Exodus The second of February, 1980 began three days of misery a scene of retaliation epitomizing violence, horror, and
Got you working the nine to five Well every day it's all you can do just to stay alive Wasting your time away There's got to be a better way (Living
oh oh oh oh oh) [Ruck] On the First Day of Dissmas, my bitch gave to me Two condoms and a bag of sensee On the Second Day, guess what the bitch said "
She doesn't know my name, she couldn't feel the same Got no fortune, got no fame but she's not to blame 'Cause I'm a guy who's very commonplace I was
I keep every tear like an ocean For every day that my fortune Kept me from being with you I cradle your faith that reveals me Grows like a flower then
mfowethu ngesimo esanamhlanje? (what do you think, brother, about life in these times? ) Sipho: Ithatha osemsamo lamhlahla emyango ngichaza abakini mangishonjalo (fortune