Lyrics:
in tune
The music's played by the, the mad men
Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever?
business, couple 18th villa
Di evil that men do live after dem
While di good is intern wid di bone
Mi naw left di chromes
Mi wi do di thing and tek
Di charges
We would be allright, smiling side by side, live the good-good life!
Now please just take my hand,
stay.
The Tunnel (by Robert Creely)
Tonight,
We would be allright, smiling side by side, live the good-good life!
Now please just take my hand,
stay.
The Tunnel (by Robert Creely)
Tonight,
cash?
Her baby daddy live by my words
Damn, she cold, she got them curves
Double parked outside of the club
Niggas like, "Damn, nigga got some nerves"
what's not my decision
When there's only one under the sun
There's no need to be denied
Chew before swallowing pride
I want to live so let me die
hounded out by
Everyone! Met with hatred
Everywhere! No kind word from
Anyone! No compassion
Anywhere!
Christine, Christine why, why?
(RAOUL and GIRY
Life is hard to live
It's not a fun experience
Drugs took me away
A lot of pills and potions
Evil is my life
Villains by my side
No, no good ones down
Killer
Dope by the pound, lean by the pints, yeah, I pour more than an ounce
Smoke more than an ounce, more water than showers
Shawty showin'
We were there in the woods by the water
We left our packs up against that willow tree
We dove right in, keeping just what we were born with
Our
Live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove.
By hills and valleys, days and fields
And all the pleasant pastures yields.
There
Standing alone by the edge of a river
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
When
You're off by a long sight
You've got to find your reason right now
To put that eye up to the keyhole
To find the answers to the questions
What's it
On a trading path, through the Carolinas
Used by Indians who braved the wind and rain
They settled down beside the raging waters
And they worked
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
Wake hard in the morning.
See the young girl milking.
Stream rushing by on a bed of stone.
Old goats and sandstone cracking
All containing
together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We're gonna live forever
Forever
Sitting by the bedside
Held his hand and kissed his face
Then he closed his eyes
And I watched him slip away
Seems like only yesterday
He was young
spring comes by raindrops
Reminds us of youthful days.
But now it's not rain that water the cane crops,
But the sweat from man's brow;
The substance
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
comes by raindrops
Reminds us of youthful days
But now it's not rain that water the cane crops
But the sweat from man's brow
The substance from our
figure we can get the goods, kill the nigga
And being that we live right
Next to the river we can catch him off guard
Throw him in the water for the Coast
shit up
Yeah, my pops gave me his iPod, had beats by Dilla
Yeah, now I go to the shows to headline when the seats start fill up
Fresh packed gas like
to live in your
Flutter-bys and butterflies
That frame your big round eyes
An` make lightning strike twice inside
Make lightning strike twice inside
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