fool obeys Hold up your name in fire Before it rains Written in water Yeah, it's bound to disappear Written in water Written on a wave of fear Written in water
the words I speak, Also get accustomed used to the word defeat, Bless beats like a Roman priest from dusk 'til dawn, My written flow be holy water, I
Written by Kevin Bacon "Written from the perspective of a young man attending Woodstock '99." KB Me and Joey came a long way, to hear that singer
: "i'm glad we got rid of him his was a wierdo" M3: "oh my god, that was a little out there, hey check out a water slide, man, those things
Written by Joe Babcock Recorded by Hank Snow I was born in Macon Georgia they kept my dad in the Macon jail Dad said son if you keep your hands clean
who I am deal with it" M1: "I'm glad we got rid of him his was a wierdo" M3: "Oh my God, that was a little out there, hey check out a water slide, man
sailing on Sailing on and on and on and on Into the ocean, Into the sun My boat, A Viking, My dad and me On The Wild Sea Now we're taking on water In
front of the class, chart diagram it and write it in latin Not spanish god dammit, step back so I can look at it "da dad dad ada dada", ah what the fuck
, me and Ben always communicating I know your probably thinkin why he talkin all that cash I write my lyrics in the crib as big as Carlton's dad's Was
likes flexin' cause He's perfection You see these perfections in each direction After seein' them things look bleak I'm guessin' Cause you see 'em and you see you need correction Then you feel like the writer
Rap, Raekwon, Lord Tariq, ...) [Verse 1: Ghostface] Yeah! Come on! I know many boney niggas that knock big niggas out Force MC's to write more when
like yesterday when(??) was alive didn't do shit with my brothers without makin e'm mad couldn't get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad he took
t rolling right Snakes try convince me my friends are tryna control my life That's a load of hype I chose to mic the stage and name Righteous Write it
[Mystikal] Listen!...Listen!...huh...Listen! God forgive me but you can't do shit no mo' The water ain't no good, the grass don't grow Never mention
and chew Sit back, listen, what you do Get your pencil, papers and pad You listen to me like I was your dad Gonna write the rhymes down to 'Rhymes Galore
