like your seats And the hole is what they call a sunroof Or maybe a three-way power hole We ride 24's or better, wood grain or leather, with a hole
Bringing it back the way B-X put it on the map Its like that running up in your shots while they got While the exact take it back lay with the map Joey
you chase the pussy it?s a sin but if it falls in your lap it?s a blessing soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain
Busta, Busta Go Busta. You know we got style When it comes to shootouts Boogie Brown is here don't fear The clear just step to it. Now I drive Come
sound Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard
from heaven in hell, spending our days Asking for Christ to come, and change our ways Cold in the night chasing the light O Father forgive us for what
a moan, "It's the cursed cold, it's got right hold 'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread of an icy grave
it's so sad how I do for you Be the woman come through for you When you do wrong, police come through for you I'll even bend the truth for you But the
high like the blimpses nemesis, blow holes through the premisis ***Chorus*** Noreaga: Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it Gettin hed in the whip, and not crashing it
average brother Cause you raped our women and we felt it But it'll never happen again if I can help it (me neither) Cause nobody in my neighborhood has
we home now Look at here boy, you'd better gone now It used to be black but it's chrome now If it's cocked back then it's gone fly Put it on boss, so
to offer I thought i'd never be asking This is my last laugh in this place of dying And for you. this is the last goodbye you'll ever here It's not
it between the lies When someone's asking someone something Then you're proved, that is's a dumb thing You're telling a drowning man, not to grab for
holes What a lovely day for a symphony Full of honesty and integrity So take this for what it?s worth Originality's not a curse They?re asking for
"Vertigo" Uno, dos, tres... catorce [Spoken vocal] Turn it up loud, Captain! Lights go down it?s dark The jungle is your head - can?t rule your heart
and kiss it goodbye You don't want to wake up and kiss it goodbye Kiss it goodbye, kiss it goodbye, kiss it goodbye Please fight for me Please fight for me Please fight for
I been waiting here for so long Counting all the holes in my shoes You've been singing such a different song I ain't gonna punch you in the eye Just '
count to 10 My mouth has spoken Without asking my mind again For the second time today I've dug a hole that I must fill with an apology But now it's