Lyrics:
The skies over Cuba turned pink with the light
And the waterfront ritual began to ignite
All the ships in the harbor were warmed by the sun
in the stars in the sky
She believes in a song in the wind blowin' by
She believes in wings
So I have no fear of flyin'
I'm not afraid to dream
She
(Jared Tyler, Buddy Owens, Mark D. Sanders)
She was raised by a Baptist preacher and a Sunday school teacher
It took the fear of God to keep away satan
dreams
My mama need me, I can tell by how she hug her baby
Fuck is a friend? If I've been feelin' fuck my brother, lately
Clutchin' my pistol in that
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw
Pass Time
pass time if u like
but it doesn't have to be flyin' by
last time every night
bet you didn't wanna see all your life
flyin' by
look
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
you'll get bodied
Killers do killings for hobbies
I want a bad singing bitch to ride by me
Like Whitney did Bobby
With the future I'll take Ashanti
I'll
Hernández a Montego Bay
Buscando calma, living day by day
Taking it easy, sanando el alma
Matando to'as mis penas con ganjah
Yo soy el malo, el bueno, y
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
By William Clarke
Pack up your things children
'Cause Zion is waiting
Get yourselves together children
'Cause Zion is waiting
(Chorus)
Ride on Ride
By William Clarke
You've got the Power
You've got the Power Ahoy
I-been to so many places not knowing just
What I'd find
I seen so many different
a masquerade!)
You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (masquerade!)
Now you grimey little bastards line up, times up, I'm up
(They see it) William Danze'll
recorded in
1956 by Andre Williams
The name of this song is "Bacon Fat"
(In fact, Roy, Roy? Roy
D'ya wanna take this microphone an'
I'll jump over to) roy:
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Ayy,
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
felt nice
As miles stretched the twilight of the day
Driving up by 55
Mississippi zooming by
Salvation in the cool November air
I'm searching for
gotta call it out by name
Oh and lovers they march by, but they ain't like you and I
They all wanna be Hank Williams, they don't wanna have to die
like Juliette Greco
And there's me quoting pretentious chat up lines
From Marcel Proust, Jean Cocteau and Jean-Paul Sartre
Sitting by a gasfire in
Just give me some security,
I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century.
You keep all your smart modern writers
Give me William
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Ayy,
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