Lost at sea, so unexplored, tomorrow the wrold goes dark Bring you home, tell me why She lives to hear me talk about Where the dreams, they cry And hit
I would rather stay here Where the flowers bloom and the sun, it shines It shines on you It lights up your eyes Here we are by ourselves, counting all
- capital S- capital O- Lets go Lets go Lets go [Verse: Fabolous] I got a swag like the hustlers from Harlem had I'm blowin' on a drag like Marley had
I recall how she used to be I guess money and fame made you used to me What's up in 9-6? Fine tricks in drag Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my
I beef deep with the police peep what these streets do to me Actin all new to me I creep on you like puberty You don't wanna see the bad image of this
ache like a cavity feelin' the bind on your mind and the rest of your body listen to your heartbeat flow and imagine become Jackson Pollack air brush Chinese dragons
drum set. Your heartbeat?s what I tried to play. With kick and snares so careless not in time. So you got ahead of me. And I guess I?m still dragging
), watch yourself (o.k) I'm the man (lets go) and no one else raah, raah {Busta Rhymes} Like a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin
dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
for the smile that you had upon your face last night are you the cat that got the cream did you lick your lips did you close your eyes can you imagine
smile that you had upon your Face last night Are you the cat that got the cream did you lick your lips did you close Your eyes Can you imagine how it
) Don't you know I'm in love with you And I wasn't ready For Asylum (Relive a lie) To let go Now it's dragging me into your grave Your Asylum (Forget
We come from... Over the dark horizon sky With twisted tales of sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless
Spent most of last night dragging this lake for the corpses of all my past mistakes sell me out, the jokes on you he is salt and you are the wound empty
hard to piece together a broken dream. His visions lifelike and full of imagination it's strange to think they come from such a tiny head. Dragons
Il volait des fromages Aux gens de son village Il volait pour se faire punir Il donnait des bons points En offrant des images Il donnait pour se faire