I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe, and presents under the tree. Christmas Eve will find me, where the love
a jungle town postmarked Saigon. He'll go live his mother's dream, join the slowest parade he'll ever see. Her weight of sorrows carried long and carried far
and kinda buck wild. Pop pop! just like the part that's in my walk with street talk I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark. Survalience
much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others
the sun that used to be The party's over, and there's less and less to say I got new eyes Everything looks far away Well, my heart's in the Highlands
the sea To stretch out so that we could disappear Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth Yes, we are far less than we knew Yeah, we are far less
sin is thin But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put, and I rest my case; it's elementary Yet far more than resources
go that far To sell my soul, I ain't gonna go that far I'm takin minds and hearts beyond the shinin star Raw dick, honey I don't wanna go that far So
've Been Disappointed Im Addressin A Few I Finesse Then I Groove While Most Of The 8 To 9's In My Past Now Get A Rating Thats Less Than A 2 Its True,
and the black Nobody cares to make a sound And life carries on Long as the dog stays in the back And everyday is like another They love each other Less
Never give up Never hold you head down Never fear no man Never trust anybody Never say you can't No no no never Never cross a man as far as you can
yet to take Leave a smile across my face Till the laughter sheds the darkness far behind For I still belong in the cradle of humankind Though my time may be less
hit single, for this group that uh . . . FZ: "You remember our other single 'The Bun'?" Don: Yeah, you remember our other single, "The Bun"? See, this
The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find, Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas;
the limit, we fly get with it You ain't underground, that's because you dig it It took infinite skills and hard work to get this far jerk Look me in
but often right a pair of eyes a closing one a chosen child of golden sun a marble dog that chases cars to farthest reaches of the beach and far beyond
unconditional foundation Builds everlasting bonds and relations I've got friends I haven't seen in years I'd die for tonight forget and have a couple beers On the other