hard and trust your fate Don't forget you're somethin' else You'll never be to late Trust your father's mighty spell You'll never be alone Fate will
up again No room for desperation 'Cos I like happy ends I'll rise up Show you what I can take I'll make it...check it out Doesn't help to complain about your fate
a life was his to hold On the last appeal, fell a governor's tear "May the Lord have mercy on your soul May the Lord have mercy on your soul" Even President
the master of your fate You break down every barrier That is standing in your way You are a fighter young and strong Visions of fate Take your luck right in your
Why she left me is hard to say Well, is this fate or just a bad day Is this bad luck or just bad timin'? Or is it the lies I told it's hard to say Can
Death walks behind you, (Death walks behind you,) (Death walks behind you.) Luck is gone, end is near, Bring yourself to understand, It's your fate
on the LP, martini on the slang rise Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking Tell your story walking Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team, and your
, toss the heat and tear ass Zig zag till you reach your stash Run! If you sell drugs to your dun Run! Be the fuck out word to God run hard Me and the
Oh, well it's hard to look deep into your soul. Not everything you'll find will be perfect gold. There are ghosts and demons that hide in the dark. Oh
Where the life belongs Mima lead the way; Shine your light, be a beacon of hope at night Be our guide, I need what you're doing to me Shine your light
These mirrors you've broken are your cry for art. Salt and pepper shakers over your shoulders, cross your heart. Don't you know it's bad luck to stay
-up But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck No one'll know where you are It's just a brief smile crossing your face Running speed trials still standing
follow me probably so mad you wanna hollow me But you won't be so lucky today so swallow me Got your GS4 and your Bently rose took all of your clothes
It's a long wait at the gate just to glimpse your fate just to see whether it all works out It's a long road, a heavy load You gotta really want to go
introduced him to hard labour, moving earth and stacking hay Were all the options that were open to the boy And the same men showed our Lester Lady Luck
Fuck you Lucy for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences Ever since I was a young lad with a part-time dad It was hard to find happiness
your legs and let's begin. The extraction of your tools of corruption. Were you mommy's princess? Or just a daddy's girl? Seems your luck has run out. Your