could not hide you are my sunshine now the end I'm free at last you can't control me you are the past now I'm at peace left all alone I feel at home all
tears falling free from my eyes Before she could reply Though we were born without a silver spoon My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey) One day
free us" we can scream it at last Now oh my God, God, God! God of my God, God, God (Now, oh my God, God, God...) Steady all day Stand not in our way
like him dead for what he know He is The One, at least that's who Morpheus say he is He can free the mind of a machine and give God to an atheist But
is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad tryin to get this damn label off? I ain't havin that; this is
here is the composition I was speaking of and uh, this is the guitar part, this is the vocal, this is the bass part, and this little section over here
ve forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten See joker's is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained My army is trained
Be Eminem Mother Fucker You Aint Lyrically Inclined Enough To Be Jay-Z, Nas, B.I.G. Or Pac And In The Modern Day-today, Tomorrow, Next Week You Cant
you wanna dance, This is our chance If you wanna dance, let's take a chance Music is my life coz my life is music I woke up today with this feeling
honor, hail me as a king You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free See your destiny is all up to me "All Rise" You heard it, loud and clear But today
"Comaley, get up. Let's go." "What?" "Well, it's your lucky day today, pal. You're free." "Uh, what do you mean?" "Yup, that's right you been pardoned
that happens to us is our responsibility, you know. Like any violence going in the world is just a symbol of all the violent atmosphere that is in the
"Last time we were here at Folsom Prison, they were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here... Joe Bean? Hang the son of a Bitch anyways, right?" Well, they
