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| "...if i wasnt rappin baby i would still be ridin mErCedEs..." pimpC n 'big pimpn' |
| Who knows what tommorrow brings In this world where everyone lies Where to go No matter how far I find To let you know That you're not alone .2pac. |
| ***Power and the money, money and the power*~*Minute after minute, hour after hour*~*Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin*~*It's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin*~*They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me*~*If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?*~*I guess they cain't -- I guess they won't*~*I guess they front; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool*** -coolio- *ganstasparadise* |
| +++I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style+And so I came to see him and listen for a while.+And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes+Strumming my pain with his fingers+Singing my life with his words+Killing me softly with his song+killing me softly with his song+Telling my whole life with his words+ Killing me softly with his song+I felt all flushed with fever+Embarrassed by the crowd+ I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud+I prayed that he would finish+But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers+++ .thefugees. |
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| The sweetest thing I've ever known.Was like the kiss on the collarbone.Soft caress of happiness. The way you walk, your style of dress.I wish I didn't get so weak .Ooo, baby, just to hear you speak. Makes me argue just to see.How much you're in love with me.... I get mad when you walk away (don't walk away).So I tell you leave, when I mean stay... Speaking on my mother's phone.The touching makes me think I'm grown, (you ain't grown). Sweet prince of the ghetto.Your kisses taste like armoretto.... laurynhill the.sweetest.thing. |
| I could lose my heart tonight If you don't turn and walk away 'Cause the way I feel I might Lose control and let you stay 'Cause I could take you in my arms And never let you go .selena. |
| so back off your rules . . . back offyour jive . . . cuz im sick of living to stay alive . . . |
| Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky And ask myself was I meant to be here why? .ghostfacekilla. *all i got is u* |
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| whisper da three words and ill come runnin |
| i want to break your heart & give you mine garbage *you look so fine* |
| how can you leave me standing in a world that is so cold maybe i juss too demanding maybe im just like my father too bold maybe im just like my mother shes never satisfied why do we scream at each other this is what it sounds like when doves cry -when doves cry- |
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