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"I'd bring you the moon"
If all I can sit and sigh
Watching my dreams fly by

Silk as skin
Emeralds for eyes
You're kingdom is my demise
You look at me
I

"I'd bring you the moon"
If all I can sit and sigh
Watching my dreams fly by

Silk as skin
Emeralds for eyes
You're kingdom is my demise
You look at me
I

the almighty by my side
Don't you ever try to touch me, send the right back to they spot

Got nobody else around me, standing straight, just like my spine
Shine

Three Little Pigs

Green Jelly

Alternative Rock Cafe

1997

the wolf, knocking on his door

"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not

the wolf, knocking on his door

"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not

a smile on my face
And the tricks of the ward
By moving my hips

Come in straight spitting facts
When I rap
Through my nicotine
Stained teeth
Run it back

911

Terry Hall

Bad Company [Original Soundtrack]

2002

ain't never going home, Bizarre can for go
It's cold I'll be for cyphering, right from wrong
As I sit in my seat and remain calm
And close my eyes

what's wrong?"
I look at you and say "wait,
If you ain't know I'm afraid,
Just take one look at my face,
I need a second to breath,
Can you just give me

the game bent
A situation of phase matching up and hitting right where the face sit
In my lap is where the pieces fall, tripping out over cause, just

VERSE TWO:

Gimme some space, I’ll shit in ya face, before u get hit by the waist
You kick it with jakes, and kick it with snakes, I cannot sit in this

It starts with a yes y'all that call from Kid Creole
Shouted lethal from the lido deck, cassette steelo
Walking to my own beat, hawkish by my lonely

not one to sit with hypocrites
Raised different
And if you gotta say something
You can come and say it
Say it to my face
Don’t delay it
Hate me if you

say shun
Is it just another one of my subliminal ways of racism
Your face is numb, your stunned, your look is cold
Like that of a man of seventy some

a song when I open my eyes
I won't have a good time if my momma won't smile
I know I ain't seen her face in awhile
Give me a second to wait it all out

Straight up to your face, bitch, sit down, behave
I just need a minute, 'cause I bottled up my pain
You just need a minute, 'cause your envy turned to hate

do I reminisce
When I'm haunted by your ghost
I will sit alone
Calling on the phone
Taking pictures of
My long long hair
But now you call me someone's

do I reminisce
When I'm haunted by your ghost
I will sit alone
Calling on the phone
Taking pictures of
My long long hair
But now you call me someone's

Hey Baby

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 3

2003

on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else

sippin' ginger ale by the Liter
They got it bumpin' out my face
In everybody's place, tryin' to find my plate
I know when nigga sleep, so I'm up late
It

loved ah little different
Pending chargers needa know if you with me
Ion got the time for my time to be waisted
Roll me up ah wood and I sit back and I

Broken heart, brand new car, what I gotta do
Take some drugs, if I die, blame it all on you
I wake up in the morning, crack a seal for my fate

vacant
Spitting metaphors that have been met before or better
Claiming you a ruler? On my level? But your lines don't measure
The shy guy sit in silence,

to live? Put some cash in your purse (some money)
Or your wallet, that shit is the worse
So I'm trying to get some just by spitting my verse, my bad if I

Place
And by that I mean smack you in the Face and now that my mission is done
Tomorrow can be a new day let's see What else i get up two now that i got