think it's a road And that's the cost of living And it's always going to be on the rise Don't you know about the cost of living Because it's etched
your touch and when it?s melting on my lips I run through my body when you lick my fingertips You?re selling me a fantasy that I want to explore It sounds
it, you want to do somebody, Wait a minute, what's wrong, sound broke? (COME ON) Help Me Is that a snake I just saw? Well they can only live in
there Everybody everywhere I go, need somewhere So we living our life, like we don't care When I'm posted up, I sting like a wasp Z-Ro paid the cost,
But with the hope of man, shine faith from all unseen. Braided hands that reach for nothing but belief. CHANGED MEN, WILL CHANGE... HOPE LIVES UNLOST, GAIN STRENGTH AT ALL COSTS
got his head tilted back on his face is a frown Who's that nigga there it's Thorough bitch So don't you clown, the sound and style, of Swisher after
oh How could you be so careless How could you be so careless And the waves that are crashing True lives of passion washing on your shore Yes Sir, life has been costing
paid the cost Inside I felt like I was carrying the broken spirits Of all the other ones who lost The promise is broken, you go on living It steals
the big cost Inside I felt like I was carryin' the broken spirits Of all the other ones who lost When the promise is broken you go on living But it steals
look up and see me as a reason to do it When you get grown it's a given You damn near gotta do the same thing for a living [Chorus] [Verse 2:] And
lost But you paid a cost Hey... *chorus* You can live your life for so long But when you're walking on thin ice you will fall You can live your life
At the cost of living I die At the cost of dying I live At the chance of sounding selfish It's my life time On the chance that I'll survive And I'll keep
again We're gonna bring an anthem of love We're gonna live for You Maybe Your love become my every thought I want to know the sound of Your heart I want to live
problem I got a squadron of b-boys ready to break em' off I break em' off then and then, from a cut of me costing I got you at a loss when you give it
predicted the shit exactly "Mo' Money, Mo' Problems" - gotta move carefully Cause faggots hate when you gettin money like athletes Yung'uns ice-grillin me, ohh - you not feelin me? Fine; it cost
Harry Truman was our president A coke an burger cost you thirty cents I was still in love with Mavis Brown On the night Hank Williams came to town. "