every day there's another one flying tonight and I hope it don't make it I know what we're doing. Can I destroy that for you ma'am? Can I destroy that
are falling by like the rain And it's never gonna be the same So the life I knew comes to my house and says Hello, hello Hello, hello Hello, hello Hello, hello Hello
him in his ass crack (aaahhh!!!) I turn to my mother, "I'm sorry that he hit ya" Damn, I wish I could be a ninja Damn, I wish I could be a ninja (3x
the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Loud as the hell you- Want
ill The way they did when we lived Oh, there is a place, a place in hell Reserved for me and my friends And if ever I just wanted to cry Then I will because I
There's only one thing for you to understand If there's two in the bush, then there's three in my hand I can't stop, no, I ain't a quitter I'm on fire
I can't sell my mama short on loving me I guess that's why she let me go so far Mama try to stopped me short of stealing I guess that's why I had to steal
I do no wrong But sometimes Lord she just ain't always around And you know that's when I fall, I can't help myself at all And I get whiskey bent and hell
right now, it's time to put your name on the line. you've wanted you've waited for it all this time. they've set your price, will you sell. or can
or for worse I was born into a hearse I know I said my heart beats for you I was lying girl, it beats for two Because I got your love and I got these
would change y'know that hell looks a lot like L.A. she said it's way too much more than she could take it's one less car that's in the way
life she wants to, yes; it?s all right with me I think I?d rather be a cowboy I think I?d rather ride the range I think I?d rather be a cowboy Than
of his misery Where the hell was friendship He must have turned it off And most of all he wondered, "What is love What the hell is love?" Where the hell
it I was there And look at what I've given you A talent to rhyme I may not come when you call But I'm always on time Somebody's knockin' Should I let
life she wants to, yes, it's all right with me I think I'd rather be a cowboy I think I'd rather ride the range I think I'd rather be a cowboy Than
, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck To all you slow footed penguins, duckin from these hot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian's
me 'cause now I know the score And now I know that I don't need you anymore Don't put me on It's over now, it's no good looking back 'Cause I'd much
