Staring at tears on the pages Of letters that I never could write I know love isnt painless but it's worth the risk it's worth the fight Playing it over
D. McDougall So I packed my bags and I said I'm goin' away Out of Toronto on the next flight I was gone And it felt so good when I called my folks But
So you've got your own little story to tell Some girls they ask to put them on your knees Slow down, it's hard enough to get along Slow down, we'll never
From the Album: * Cut I am not an object Somethin' you throw away I am no piece of junk That's been left on a stationary train I want you to get a message
If I could learn how to fly My feet would never touch the ground I'd never have to say goodbye I wouldn't have to make a sound I could throw away this
[Originally by The Saints] Ain't nobody tells me what to do now I've heard all the lies and been promised the world No business man is going to use or
I always used to be afraid that I was gonna to lose my way I never used to walk in line but straight I never thought I'd see it through that I could keep
You don't know how it tastes until you try. You don't know how to laugh till you cry. You don't know where you've been till you're homeward bound, And
I lost her trail on a Friday night She was gone before I got home She'd been getting restless In that big house all alone And I've been up and down these
Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check and a mic check and a Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town? Would you love me if my pants was hand
at the eyes got the look of a survivor Husband, father Dissed by Eminem but did it bother him (yup) But he classy Big Will just get another 20 mil And walk right pass E
[INTRO:] Yo! If you can't dance, its cool to get up now yeah see usually, ya'll stand off at the side you know your a little embarressed or whateva',
Snoop Dogg, Big Will Ay lil' homey you need to pump ya brakes Real talk, we came to have a good time We ain't got all that time for all that Man homey
[INTRO] Mic check 1, 2.. this is dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle... [CHORUS] Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you
Daddy can you tell me a story? Oh, you wanna hear a story? What kind of story you wanna hear, baby? A scary story Oh, okay Once upon a time there was
Original A first form from which varieties arise An authentic work of art as opposed to An imitation or reproduction Why should I try to sound like y
Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go What? Nah, he, he over here Yeah, I heard he got that hot new thing It's called ?Switch' Let's get it going (
From a distance, you can witness the glow from my entourage Gravitate towards the ambiance See me and my men on CNN Then the birth of the inevitable hate
