my hair, my hair She's always in my hair She's always in my hair She's always in my hair, my hair She's always in my hair She's always in my hair She
She's always in my boat She's always there tellin' me how much she cares She's always in my hair She's always in my hair, my hair (Maybe I'll marry her
like the front of your hand) (And my hair...) (Well my hair's alright whatever way I want to fix it, it's alright it's fine) (But my hips, these sweet
climb It's too easy for me to trip you up (fighting) Hehehe, how's it feel, huh? It's no fair, I'm afraid my back is broken Hahaha, you still got a lot
of sight Who is she with that misty look Every night a different book With the scent of violets in her hair Who's this angel on my stairs A distant time
then Tommy and then Dan By then Dad's hair was turning white And I had to be Mama's little man But it seemed that as Daddy's back grew weak My mother's
then Dan By then my dad's hair was turning white And I had to be mama's little man But when my daddy's back grew weak It seem my mother's faith grew
Oh oh oh oh oh ("Be patient, be patient") She used to sit me on her knee She used to comb my hair She used to tell me stories My Grandma took me everywhere
she was lying bloody, broken and bruised one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new .22 they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
-eight, the poor man's machete Held it in my hand, thinking damn man it's heavier then expected, wedged it behind my belt buckle knowing that it's evil
lying bloody, broken and broos one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through and
's gonna break my heart) I got the girl (She's gonna leave her mark) I got the girl (She's a work of art) I got the girl (She's gonna break your heart
s just all two people. First I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone
, Alleluia, Alleluia But there she was this morning, getting fitted for her wings Leather boots, magenta hair and saying nasty things I'd say she was an Angel but it's stupid and it's
and at last was Dan By then dad's hair was turning white and I had to be my mama's little man But it seemed that as daddy's back grew weak My mother's
knew where my culture be So now yeah mom I read history, I can't neglect my passion see Rock it's kind of new to me, 'cause my true love was poetry White
too, she has seen the error of her ways. JUDGE: She has? TODD: Oh yes, sir. She speaks only of you, longing for forgiveness. JUDGE: And she shall have
