, mine is a beautiful thing, thing, thing beautiful thing, thing, beautiful thing. i cannot forget you ..my love anymore i can't let you go my love .. 'cause that beautiful
But everything will be alright Everything will be alright This song is dedicated to all the single parents All you young girls strugglin', all on your own You're courageous and beautiful
around Breathe me into being Let me muscle through your crown When you tear me up don't fear me I'll be a mess for miles around On a beauty strike from
Yeahh Ohhh Gunfire left a hole in the tank, losing gasoline Fire is on my trail and he's after me Hope it don't get here before I get where I'm going
I'm driving my rig Driving this country In a big old rig Things I've seen Mean a lot Friend has a pickup Drives his kid to school Then he takes his wife To beauty
She's no good for me, I know that she's a wildflower She's got a restlessness, a beautifulness, a thing about her But here I am again calling her back
in the G and Red & blue lights and squad cars is all I'm seein' I told you motherfuckers "No moves, no altercations" Now it's half a tank a gas and a
suit the devil as well Taconite coke and limestone Fed my children and make my pay Them smokestacks reachin' like the arms of God Into a beautiful
the G. I. Jive Roodley-toot Jump in your suit Make a salute Boot After you wash and dress More or less You go get your breakfast in a beautiful little
Midtown Two hundred horse-power under the hood Junk in the trunk very far from damaged goods Designer frames with windshields that stay tinted The most beautiful
with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile You name it I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
'll commerce you And you know that G-5 the only way that we fly Now I'm feelin' like Pharrell and Snoop, the world beautiful Brazilian, Columbian chicks
going down Now I called Shorty and Lefty There was a bassman called Beans So we split to nail a rumor About some work in New Orleans A twenty fed the tank
Is it Cologne with it's great cathedral? Milan with it's glamor and it's pace? London with it's river and it's bridges? Lisbon with it's beauty and it
of town, in cold irons bound The walls of pride are high and wide I can't see over to the other side It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay It's
*Hi beautiful. I missed you while I was gone. Sup homie? I wrote you this song. I'd be better off dead 'cause both chedder and bread Have alluded me
, United States says it The slacker and the worker And the girl in her burqha I'm on fire Yeah, babe, I'm on fire Yeah, the general with his tank says
heaven are filth of the earth I will not turn my eyes I will not ignore their cries (We have turned sanctity of life Into a septic tank of living) Oh
