black rain following me around i'm clawing my way from the underground i've set myself up for some big time hell to pay self destruction's a part of me
Here I go again, looking for a friend Trying to find the love that's gone Waiting for someone to tell me What I've done so wrong Searching all around
Woke up to catch the early train destination anywhere Found myself walking down the side of road still your memory won't disappear I could never run far
her life in honky tonks and the crowded backstreet bar A world of make believe that knows no sun, no moon or stars Just a glitter of the great white
hand he held his fate was never clear Come Indian summer he took his young lover for his bride And with his own hands built her a great house down
Once again back again with my friends Diamond's beats are fat just like a Benz Andre the Giant is great, but I should also mention Lord Finesse, he's
them coke rocks and protect yo glocks And turn your projects, into Ft. Knox It just a fo' night, with two 44 glocks Now rise and shine it's a kick do
The difference is I give it everything inside me Dear diary, the fans still swear by me Even though I'm Late Night now, like Here's Johnny Swimming with them great whites
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen Let's get together and give a great big round of applause to To a new group Ah, shit, Scarface is on the mix
shone the heavens, Level spread the lake before him; From it's bosom leaped the sturgeon, Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine; On it's margin the great
above him shone the heavens Level spread the lake before him; From it's bosom leaped the sturgeon Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine On it's margin the great
Sunshine Bright Above Him Shone The Heavens Level Spread The Lake Before Him; From Its Bosom Leaped The Sturgeon Sparkling, Flashing In The Sunshine On Its Margin The Great
of my mind So still, so dark all over Europe And the rainbow rises here In the western sky, the kill to show for At the end of the great white pier
country can save, But the keys o' kind heaven, to open the grave; That a' the noble martyrs wha died for loyaltie May rise again an' fight for their ain countree. The great
in me yet Lifeline, before and after in an instant of great white gravity Hold tight, 'cause all is against me Every cell in my body, brace Rise high
bit of old school for ya, That goes a little something like this... I always tried to be the flyest kid in the block The popular one with the rising
It's the homeland of the soul I'm gonna view the host in white They've been traveling day and night Coming up from every nation They're on their way to the great
can fall Sometimes our eyes were grave 'cause we were never satisfied but Bobby gave us all its best the influence he could wield was great, was great
