in Kokomo [Chorus] Port au Prince, I wanna catch a glimpse... Everybody knows a little place like Kokomo Now if you wanna go to get away from it all
to the top of a little tree And sat there While it slowly became louder To where the prince could hear it clearly Fireflies shot across the path in front of the prince
the first to know of me] [You can't see me I'm hidden] [But you can see the green glow I make] [I heard you laugh last night] [I figured that you would
Kokomo Chorus Port au Prince, I wanna catch a glimpse... Everybody knows a little place like Kokomo Now if you wanna go to get away from it all Go
your whole teams spillin Many tell me I'm the man I ain't made it yet Tell me who the baddest, I'll see if I see them naked yet Won't stop til I get
I leave home, leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know Before I leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know [Birdman:] Yeah
along Seems sick and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn It looks like it's dying and it's hardly been born. Hey Woody Guthrie but I know that you
sick an' it's hungry, it's tired an' it's torn, It looks like it's a-dyin' an' it's hardly been born. Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know All
It It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn How To Bounce And Get Out It Hear Me Out Kids Cant Live With Out And It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn
the garden to the box office I shuts down both And it don't matter where I go I'm still O-H-I-O Erbody know this is my turf Who had it crunk first And
on the shelf But I'm married to my music and I have been most my life That makes it hard to be a husband It makes it hard to be a wife Cause I'd rather
is everything I gotta love you like no one has ever loved before I gotta give you what you gave baby so much more I wanna take it fast, but I want to
a bathtub before he'd ever learned how to talk. And I don't know what his name was, but my mother does. I heard her say it once. Padraic my prince, I
is that a smile Or is it somethin? else ? Now I work hard to prove my love is true Now I work hard and I bring it on home to you At night I pray
Arab money! [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Now, there ain't no way that you could kill the beast dead I got Middle East women and Middle East bread I got oil
in casino's while I'm gamblin with Arabs Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac Ya already know I got the streets bust While I make ya
I live my life like a runaway I hide my dreams in a special place I'm waiting here for my prince to come to save me from the darkness i count the nights