point of your escape and when you fall I'll follow you Until my final breath I'll follow you in death I'll follow you, cause you're to die for You turned
cars Lot of ups, lot of downs Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you Big) And here I stand, a better man (A better man) Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord
was lost you helped find my way When it seems I cant face another day That's when I call on.. Chorus Refrain: Knock and He will answer The lord will
kids round killing each other, they lost their minds, they gone. They quitting school, making babies, and can barely read, Some gone on to their fall, Lord
Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for
't we turn this around love in the ending don't you wanna be lost then found Lost then found... Lost then found... Love in the ending we could be lost
run around defenseless There is too much to lose You cannot fill these shoes I just want to be famous But be careful what you wish for I'm back for revenge I lost
me Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God, yeah I'd be lost But for the grace of God, yeah
luck, good luck Break a leg, I broke my leg "Springtime for Hitler and Germany" A surprise smash "Springtime for Hitler and Germany It'll run for years
can't try and if you with me put your hands high (put your hands high) If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you and you, the dreams are for
i knew i would miss but now she's gone, and even though i held her tight i lost the love of my life that night well where oh where can my baby be? the lord
feel for you, That's why i'm ready to kill for you, That's a black girl lost for ya, Call me, I'm come through and let it off for ya. Hook: Jasmine
lost they saying they can't reach us The answer is the Lord like Saturday Night Fever I kept it in the crib it made me a light sleeper Whether watching for
This is for the soldiers That see the sun at midnight You dig, let me slow down It's so incredible I go to the grave before I be a bitch, nigga Better
long time ago, It's just the poor's brain washing, ooh-wee (Poor's brain washing) Now look at a thing like this Cinderella and her long lost fellow In the midnight hour, she lost
now when The morning light shines in It only disturbs the dreamland Where I lay, oh where I lay I used to thank the lord when I'd wake For life and
was lost, a long way from home She was fed up with the routine She got trouble with her man She blew town with a vengeance Painted desert, peyote rain Lord