s been acting day after day She doesn?t need to move again Around the limits of her play Let me be your chance Let me be your private confidant Watching the moon
?s been acting day after day She doesn?t need to move again Around the limits of her play Let me be your chance Let me be your private confidant Watching the moon
a second to catch more than a glimpse Of the one placed higher than the angels in heaven Pre-eminent so dawg that means He never comes second Nothing
: Dark skies are falling down on my head tonight But I looked up and I could clearly see that moon For a second I thought I was somewhere Romantic like
Music R. &. F. Bolland; Published by BollandMusic/Edition Falkenhorst Erm, excuse me sir, could you maybe turn the newspaper just for a second, erm, you
seconds Strolling with who As usual wait for too long Glass windows are too grey blur Even if under however clear weather In the midst of loving whoever
the gate Cuz this little piggy must defianatly die! I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
Jackie Chan over the gate Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky And then I watch the moon take
freek'n you) (Tonight, I need your body) Need your body body babe (Tonight, you've got my time) Every little second on my watch (Tongiht, you won't be
) Watch your boom boom bass were runnin' through my veins. Gimme boom boom bang (I got that fi-fi-fire) You try to tell that you're Biggie's second cousins
Hitler wear a Yarmelke KKK, celebrate Kwanzaa, shit should I pursue further? I'm like Tutankhamen, with the tools of my garment Put a few on my cartridge, the Moon
up and down blocks In and out of spots cops watch for a foul shooting So how we moving my soul scour through the clouds Where the moon ah sit Like the
letters waltz on the tide back to maritime plaza from my halloween boat And it's so cold, you can hear the moon My life is one second slow ' says here on my watch
really use If we could get you on the evening news And spruce up the facts We'd go straight to the moon Planting the seeds And then watching them bloom
figger The one that has the finger on the trigger, boom! In the cut of zoom In the darkness, the halo, the moon! Stepping ta' ya' real soon Ah! Check
Spitfire Kangols, watch Tony train a gang of hoes Painful like hearin the news, like when your man go Ends blow, windy at times watch the room sheisty
) Watch your boom boom base, were runnin' through my veins Gimme boom boom bang (I got that f-f-fire) You try to tell that you're Biggie's second cousin
and mc in the vip and if you wanna role with us we need to see id because i turn into an animal (animal) evertime that the moon is full (moon is full)