you alone we take to the stage the audience rave, we're doing our bit a heavenly cast, a blast from the past there's a song to be sung, will it make number one
four to hart, and his trey to spade Three kings with their legions come Preparations soon where made They voted club the days commander Gave him an army face and number
it and get it And have somebody call the medic (Medic !!!) My head is in the right direction, my quarter?s in your jukebox Girl, you are my number one
flames of the end Survival of the fittest, the hunt for the sacred game Sweetfleshed, hell bent creature Artist of the fevered soul Heavenly venomous rapture Stricken numb
a fight He growed all the while I was trainin' forget him I never will Cause you'd never see me with right at my heels was Oklahoma Bill We hit a long ridge one
up your anatomy with assault and battery Number two, Chao San Poi Number two, Chao San Poi He's a womanizer But he's an expert at throwing knives Number one
my committee, tustle where the dirt stay Smoke inside the cell dirt, tray's are undercovers Old head feed kids, have to run the numbers Damn shame
Heavenly Father, creator of all things I humble myself as I bow to your throne I pray for love, joy, peace and happiness I pray for love, I pray for
for respect could never die without it Run up get your feelings hurt Gun up honey brown burst Number 1 hurry up and come or units disburse Caught a cold one
it's legendary Some might think its imaginary In the rap game freak I popped the cherry What you gotta say about that Keep it live a 45 number 2 pencil
's legendary Some might think its imaginary In the rap game freak I popped the cherry What you gotta say about that Kick it live like a 45 number 2 pencil
wreck yours, repetitiously If ever you get at me on some bullshit, flash quick Exactly who the fuck I got pull with Autographed it for big number one
for me oooh oooh oooh wee (verse 2) i stood on this corner waiting for you to come along so my heart could feel satisfied so please let me be your number one
to insanity) A desk with a subtle light, a window and a door (close to insanity) One bottle of the bluest inks your iris ever saw (close to insanity) One
over: give him one of these pills if he has any pain a parable what is it? well its a little story with a lot of truth, and earthly sotry with a heavenly
to hart, and his trey to spade three kings with their legions come preparations soon where made they voted club the days commander gave him an army face and number
we over came the hurricane rainy days seem to last so long. when the times got hard my mama taught me to be strong. number 1 supporter ever since day one