: How do I look What do I do Why does God make me Run into you Should I talk Should I pout My heart beats Way too loud And my heart beats Way too loud
need you in my life girl, your too much to lose [Beat switches] [Hook] Nigga, you won't deny that I'ma fuckin' ride out Then you'll bump heads wit me
ray of hope few can see one many can?t where d?you think you?re going don?t you, don?t you hear their sound jurassic heads going round and round and
s bad taste in men and then... The way we pour stiff drinks. The way we fall for our dreams. Oh, the things we put in our heads. We've built this house
: We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help There's nothing but the
want it you got it you'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta We bump heads wit any motherfucker
: (feat. J.J. Cale) Well my heads in Georgia but my feet are California bound Well my heads in Georgia but my feet is California bound Cause that good
stay alive (Off with your head) Your body starts to shiver (Dance 'til you're dead) For no mere mortal can resist (Heads will roll, Heads will roll) The evil of the thriller (Heads
heads... they wash their minds in slogans white and hang them up until they've dried marching to a clean new world while running from the skunk inside hard boiled heads
looking fore Heads on Fire, I can't take it anymore Heads on fire, is the only thing I adore and that's what I been looking for (4x) Heads on fire, Heads
: Hey Poppi yea ho Hey Poppi yea ho Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Lay low proud Poppi Lay low proud Poppi (shout it out) He's from the deep south (shout it out
you're never understood Big deal you're doomed to die Oh nothing ever lasts It all gets torn to shreds If something's everlasting It's over our heads
Heads on the wall...I'm looking at Heads on the wall...dead yet alive Heads on the wall I'm looking at heads on the wall...heads [Theme SOLO: Andy]
: [Chorus:] Keep ya head to the sky [x4] (every man gotta story to tell bout how the made it into this World) Back in 1965 in motherlands street cafe
: Drones carry my body to the top of the mountain of gods carrion circle the corpse of pale faces ears sewn shut and poke like fingers towards the waiting
I'll put the hex in youa??, I said I'm screaming off with their heads We had a deal I know you hear me talking you I see the nod in your head I know
stay lit bust a left through the alley stayin off the main street quiet as hell that I can hear my heartbeat [Chorus x2] 4 Eyes 2 heads Which one could
