meetings with the president someone cut the lights, oh where is Thomas Edison got a new condo watch me as I settle in I deserve a MTV show for me and my
: Young woman share your fire with me My heart is cold, my soul is free I am a stranger in your land A wandering man, call me Sand Oh sir my fire is
come true Still when you're lost out in the desert When your fire's a dying ember The last light you remember Will be the light l shed for you Mine is
of a pale blue light You're comin' thru to me in black and white When we were made of dreams. You're blowing down the shaky street You're hearing my heart
Young Thing You Need Some Lovin' (T.L.C.) Tender Lovin' Care I'll Shake You There Pretty Young Thing uuuuu Pretty Young Thing ah Pretty Young Thing uuuu Pretty Young
held me up against the wall Too young to be ignored Standing by a building Leaks out information Passive death of freedom gets me Where's my security Behind my
to make it on their own moanin' for my peoplez starving all over the world moanin' for my people those they light fire-war moanin' for my peoplez who
for life, only the dark [Solo: Andy] I was so close to the end... I will never forget the coffin and nails But little Abigail is back again So young
watch me die. Behold, Feast your eyes as the peripherals explode. Can you see me now? (2x) The ugly will resign When the young blood eats the light
my niggaz and my chicks Tell me who ya'll rollin' with (yeah) [Hook 2X: Streetlife (Method Man)] Method spits fire (Fire!) The roof's on (Fire!) My
Fatal strike, daily mic fights, shoot out the street lights [Method Man] Sight beyond sight, late night, city light Tight like a virgin, mergin with my
Now I know that they will never understand my plea I just need to be me My, my kin, my enemy My kin, my enemy My kin, my enemy My enemy
the grand incredible cutting just for you Like this Do that shit Do it All my rhymes are hard as hell I am the one and I prevail You will sail You will
my heart rapid rushes death before my eyes oh why did I trust this my reactions are repeated over and over and over oh it seems like I will never
here with you, Is one I'm gonna take my life through, Cause some days stay gold forever. Promise me you'll stay the way you are, Keep the fire alive and stay young
my victims, lining them niggas all with the light Get it right, hold it tight, blast with all your might See we hustle for them grands til the early light Follw my
your fire with me. My heart is cold, my soul is free. I am a stranger in your land. A wandering man, call me sand. Female: Oh sir my fire is very small
of light! And what was right seems wrong And what was wrong seems right! GRANTAIRE Red... MARIUS I feel my soul on fire! GRANTAIRE Black... MARIUS