From the mountain comes a soul And the stones grow up like trees From the mountain comes a soul And the stones grow up like trees All blues hail Mary
In a town, there's a house In the house, there's a bed In the bed, there's a man on his back She says she likes it like that In a room, there's a print
[Erv Gotti] Everybody wants to make comparisons to Pac, and X, and me, YALL NIGGAZ want to see Pac come back? You want to see this shit? it's here nigga
I salute you, Christopher I salute your life How you play the dice Your words will live in us Timelessly insane Explosive, fresh, and wise Some will
Hail Mary full of Grace I will surrender to you Love has me in my place Patiently waiting for you Even if I'm wrong I have learned that faith Can bring
She longed to be a lady When she was just a child. Where the grass was greener, Lord, She done her growin' wild. And she tried to spread her tender wings
(c-murder talking) Check this out my nigga. I've been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin' time, ya heard me. It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta
Mary had a little baby, Born in bethlehem Everytime the little baby cried She rocked him in a weary land Ain't that rockin' for the world Ain't that rockin
Well it's a common attraction Searching for the night club scene Cause you're so Hollywood You're so Hollywood And you're looking for some action
You left me stranded here Abandoned and alone With silly memories of things I've never know So when the mystery Is starting to grow old Another dream
I know when it's coming And it's not a bad thing You wouldn't hold back If you wanted to sing You'd say, "Hey, look over there" June salutes you With
Seven Hail Marys watching over you Seven Hail Marys everything you do Someone will talk of a great loss Someone will speak of a strange loss Seven Hail
I am alive, I feel dirt in my eyes There's no escape when redemption is lost I'm not a saint there's no use to looking No sins to deny just my will to
{Arctic Monkeys} I don't ever want to hate you, So don't show me your bed, The only roads are cul-de-sacs, The first thing that she said. Temptation
I am regret, I am doubt, I am alone, I am without, I am dispair, I am guilt, I am the sand on which I built. I am a laze, I'm wasted youth, I am aggression
(feat. McKnight Family Choir) Mary had a little baby, Born in Bethlehem Everytime the little baby cried She rocked him in a weary land Ain't that rockin
Sag ihr, ich lass sie gru?en Sag ihr, es geht mir gut Sprich nicht von den Tranen Und wie weh mein Herz noch tut Sag ihr, ich lass sie gru?en Sag ihr
[Chorus] Come get me If you mothafuckas want Shady If Pac was still here now, He would never ride with Ja Na, na, na, na ,na, na, na, na [Eminem] Makaveli