this impossible rock n roll dream You and me, a baby and a van A guitar, these songs, our dog and a pram Six strings and a story to tell Just one song
live this impossible rock n roll dream You and me, a baby and a van A guitar, these songs, our dog and a pram Six strings and a story to tell Just one
that morning paper cause I don't need those dues it's just the same old murder movie but they call it the news I'll tell you what would be some story and what would set
sharp as a thorn I came here tonight just to get it on So listen up close and listen up well Cause the Brother Marquis has a story to tell This is a story
all we got left - teardrops and closed caskets (throw it up fool, hey ni**a, haha) Tell me how you feel homey (Yeah, it took a week to go down) You
likkle Africa di story is neva been told someone tell mi seh di truth is be lookin dem soul for a case a long gun and a five pound of gold ??? mek mi
In the hand you a mike that's all you need, peekin at the curtain now you see Wave of people screamin eager, to tell them my story that will set them
Or only one if you're a Jew But what if I were to tell you There's a fresh third part out there Which was found by a hip new prophet Who had a little
: [B-Real] WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL... here's a little story, I got to tell About a thugged out homey, I know so well It started way back, when I was a teen
in this bitch; send a bomb to my moms lawyer Im a problem for ya, boy you think your Tom Sawyer, Til I pull you out the fucking story book and stomp on
is a history writ in blood. Tell me, tell me, how long will this go on? They're coming in there thousands, tipping up the scales. Wheels are set in
I thaw a putty" Ghost, please you don't even want to know Droopy Long wrote a song, like to hear it, here it go... Ricochet Rabbit had a habit, he was
m P-L-O T-K-O every day Dancehall General, Party Fanatic Colonel Cappadonna son'a old school just go infernal Veteran for rappin' with the new set of
I left Tephlon pajama set, truck armor neck neck arm weigh your head Move a A-Bomb, get drunk and paint the whole town red Fuck a 5-0, hydro and perfume
wait for something I can't... please, please just set me free I feel the heat so why am I cold, just cant seem to let you go cause' you still want a
nitty gritty Life could be a little shitty Life could be a little shitty What a pity Boston and Kansas City Looking for a hundred But you only ever found a
test With four brothas in the SS I can't go around and can't back up So I gotta peep game layin in the cut Is this a jack or a kidnap? Since I'm never
Crime Pays Came to a part in the road and a half and a gage In the field I saw a god damn scare crow I ain't playin no games tell my ass were to go He
