Another teenage innocent, Another head on the wall. Another notch on his bedpost, Another victim to fall. Another name from his black book, Another face
There's a smile upon my face And I fell so warm inside And my mind keeps wandering into space On a cloud called number 9 I am floating Whenever I think
In the town of Kilkenny when the great row was raging And poor little Jimmy Murphy was the last to be taken CHORUS: We're far from the last rout From
I can't help myself from falling I can feel it in my bones It's the truth I've heard a calling. Oh, so far away from home (Hey, sing it) Chorus: We'
Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu. We're goin' away from the Holy Ground and the girls we all love true. We will sail the salt
Everytime that I go looking around, And great exceptions regrettably can never be found. Though you're my one and only crown jewel, Close inspection
Weighing down, weighing down on my soul. Weighing down, weighing down on my soul. Weighing down, weighing down on my soul. Ask any man on the street
You licked an ice cream As we sat in a fountain stream The coins sparkled and gleamed In your beam You raised an eyebrow And unknowingly caused a row
like a goddess Cause everybody know every king need a queen With that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem Cause everybody know every king need a queen
a goddess cus everybody know every king need a queen with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem cus everybody know every king need a queen
shoes [Chorus:] Every other city we go Every other city we go It's just a different day with the same shit It's just a different day with the same shit Every other
i rock (The way i rock, the way i rock the way i rock) (Will.I.Am): She love the way I love her low The way i love her high (Love her high) She love
brought to you by me The only thing higher than the crime rate is the fiends Semen get leaked to the women of the future The ladies baby boomin before they high
4 A.M." Ringtone to your Cell WALE Ringtones [Black Cobain:] Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking How you killing my highs I
m tryna stay rich, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch) I rather hit the studio and make another hit (another hit) Stop calling on my phone mayn I'm on some other
high I told Z-Ro when I met him, nigga I'ma ride We fuck them niggaz heads up, when this shit drop Cause y'all other niggaz, fucking up hip-hop I can'
pop that p And watch freak nasty throw the d, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them ho's freak everybody Them other girls just ball me But
they'll stop and wonder Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high The deepest bass and the real fresh high
