Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Wayne] Yeah Load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John
Lil Wayne] Yeah Load up the choppers like it's December 31st Roll up and cock it and hit them n-ggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John
: Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin We heard Richard Nixon say, welcome to the USA The common sense I sometimes lack Has opened up a seismic
: I'm sorry for everything I've said And for anything I forgot to say too When things get so complicated I stumble, at best, muddle through I wish that
: Love letters straight from your heart Keep us so near while apart I'm not alone in the night When I can have all the love you write I memorize every
: (Music by Elton John, Lyrics by Lee Hall) Dear Billy, I must seem a distant memory Which is probably a good thing And it will have been a long, long
: i got a letter this morning how do you reckon it read? "hurry the gal you love is dead"? i got a letter this morning i'm wonderin' how you reckon
: I'm writing you a Dear John letter I tried to stay but it never got better I couldn't tell you face to face but I, I had to let you know Sometimes
E se vinci a carte come al regista Dammi una parte, mi serve, sbaglio? Rit. Bella John, dai tu le notizie? Quante volte ti ho detto di non chiamarmi John
: (feat. Nas & John Legend) [DJ Khaled:] They doubted me all my life Now it's victory (DJ KHALED!) [John Legend:] Whatever it is, I'll pay the cost
bang yo click My New York niggaz get money, and slam those bricks [Trife Da God] In the hood, I'm a Legend like John, I've never been harmed On the block
fills the great lakes! Im a hired assassin, but like sculpture as art. So I ride a hores everywhere and return shopping carts. Its raining fish flys
: [feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Drake, Rihanna, Alicia Keys, Elton John & Kid Cudi] [Lil Wayne:] Lights on, I see ya face She eat me up, she got expensive
White push out the Cal Tjader classic shit like Weather Report or Max Roach laid back like Freddie Hubbard trumpet notes Cannonball Adderley Eddie Harris Mill Jackson like Ron Carter
your backyard Mr. Governor imagine if it was your kids that starved Imagine your kids gotta sling crack to survive Swing a mack to be live cart ack
, look listen observe killa bee swerv slam like Dr. Julias Erv still strike the vital nerve charter through the Magna Carta trapped like Otis and Carter
