: Winds, blow away the memories Waves, drown the sadness Night, hide your precious secrets well Enter the garden of temptation Try to provoke your fate
: [lyrics in commas are taken by Mozart's Requiem] Iron horses burn the land Iron eagles sky attack The dogs of war, now are loose To devour through
: I'm the cries The cries of all the weak I'm the lies The lies that feed you (for) years I'm the dreams The dreams that fade as time pass I'm the drug
: I'm the escapist, scrutinized to hell and I'm trapped under water. The Caustics; they embrace me. I'm bleeding through my wrists as you stare in fascination
: Truth covered in security I can't let you smother me I'd like to but it wouldn't work Trading off and taking turns I don't regret a thing And
Around the corner and over the hill The act of love was slowly pounding Slowly pounding Slowly pounding Act of love Act of love Act of love Act of love
That's right everybody get some act right" [Hook] "Stand up! Staten Island, Lond Island get some act right Every borough, New Jersey get some act right
2X * Act like you know! * DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X * Act like you know! * DJ cuts and scratches "This is MC Lyte.." 2X * Act
anything to anyone And on the streets I don't doubt nuttin' So when you talk to Mase better watch yo mouth son [Mase & Busta Rhymes] 1 - Yo, if niggas wanna act we can act
false eyelashes and, Act nice, act nice, baby. Come on baby, hold my hand. Come on baby, understand, you gotta Act nice, act nice and gentle to me. Act nice, act
: mom said to you what will you do? when life comes to you and do you even have a clue? Life is really scary, growing up and getting married I think
: Umm Umm Uh What The F**K What Time Is It I Swear I Parked My Car Shit Aye Light Hit My Face Sun Brought The Heat Open My Eyes See My Car Parked Across
: [T.I.P.:] Man Meet Me At The Mirror Man Hurry Up Come Holla At Meet Now!! [T.I.:] Man Dis Shit Is F**Ked Up Man [T.I.P.:] Oh Bout Time [T.I.:] Ladies
: Man I Aint Sign Up For This Shit I Lost My Partna, I Lost My Life Homie Man F**k This Shit I'm Done Aye Listen Homes Get Atlantic On The Phone Go
each time I hit it right I wanna act like you Act like you Show me the things You know Sarah would do for you I wanna act like you Act like you And watch
: I tried to cry out from the inside, but I guess my soul did not pour itself out enough Blood on the walls, flaming black, blood on the walls, I saw
: So after while guess I wasn't in style. But none of that mattered to us too much. Mile after mile I still wear a smile. Even when my "friends" say