how my childhood idols now be coping cracks Ain't knocking at them, fortunately life is too short to see It's only right we move accordingly at every second
Like good rhythm and rhyme I was a good ear A welcome companion 90% of the time She was from Baltimore Recent divorcée From a man who found fortune
I saw you around When you were young and free How did I know? Try, but I can't remember How it began (Back in the day) Was there a plan? (Follow my way
out His spirit and his fortune low Alone he sat, alone he thought Of happy times he used to know (First Man) Hey dreamer, don't be so upset (Second
To change your fortune To shape your future Be proud of yourself Remember, things can only get better If you believe inside your heart Nobody's second class Every day
away with melodies Irish to Ebonies Haitians to the Lebonese As I jot down in my note pad some day Considered important to me The birth of my son the day
' it up but still somethin' don't seem right Be gone in a physical but lifted my dreams like Every night and every day Every night and every day Our
us While fountains fill with second-hand perfume And sodden trading stamps They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day What do we
and P He didn't blink at the buddy that he shafted And just about the time they would have caught him too He had the damn good fortune to get drafted
can question my perspective, but don't question my motive, rap's a load of crap right now, Mr. Dibs will save the day I'll make your day out of play
Paul Slim] Now I don't know about y'all, but I'm bout to make a small fortune By taking small things and blowing em out of proportion Using sarcasm as my second
bleed dry. They are the true pornographers The real stylists in human perversion. Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by Watching their fortunes rise and
, you got it bad When you're on the phone, hang up and you call right back U got it, you got it bad If you miss a day without your friend, your whole
the lines Now somebody's second heart Ain't the first of mine Consider the rain now Out in the cold Maybe I love you But our dreams grow old Outbid my fortune
asked what I'm searching for fame or fortune oughta be a star I'll have to admit it's none of these You shouldn't even have to ask or even take a second
2pac] One day at a time Don't be caught in the publicity and caught in the hype Rappers are regular people minus money and light Searching for fortune
is my second major breakup My first was, with a pager With a hooptie, a cook pot, and the Cane This one's with the stool, with the stage, with the fortune
At Wong's, everything is battered And what's inside doesn't even matter Stop! Ooooohhhhh. Second plate! Huh! Third plate! Oh. Fourth plate. Ooooohh. Dessert. Uuuuuuugg. Fortune cookie. I ate the fortune