[Music & Lyrics by P.Wagner] I've been waiting for an invitation couldn't leave my selfmade reservation I had locked the doors and threw the key away
Across the sunrise And covered by windows and blinds Away from wandering eyes as they struggle for something to see Hiding, don't want anybody to find
(music: Tenkula & Sentenced, lyrics: Lopakka) Yes, Autumn's here again... to put all forms of life to an end Death has taken over and slowly fades the
yet we can't feel our thumbs. I swear we're gonna screw up, Right after we throw up. Oh, we gotta forget 'bout all those faces, And just play our music
an ad in the classified section Of an airline music magazine The ad read, wanted, unfertilized human eggs for genetic experiment Donors must have musical
There's angels hiding under Tressles above the ground They hover there forever So they can't be found Trains are speeding over Over the frozen lakes
Lyrics And Music By Karl Alvarez Frozen To The Core I'm Feeling Cold Today I Need Some Inspiration To Pull Me From The Floor Open Up My Eyes Take
York City hoes They learned it from Lil' Kim to let they titties show I'm the King of the South, this is how it really goes Lord knows, I keep all my jewels froze
by time, my enemy I'm frozen by the fast approaching night A dear that stares into oncoming light It's time for me to come down from the fence But either
I arise from sleeplesness invited by the wind It lifts me up from loneliness and greets Me as a friend It beckons me to walk alone beneath the Nighttime
to em man haha [Pre-Hook x2:] I'm a hustler never sold drugs Kill is in my blood I was born to be a thug [Verse 1: Romeo] Mouth full of gold Jewels un froze
, Cindy? (Nothing) Ahhh! Shockadelia! Oh Cindy C., won't U play with me? {Rap from "Music Is The Key" by J.M. Silk} Music is the key 2 set yourself free From
and I had met him because he had said some nice things about me in a magazine and said "Ya know I'm a really big fan of Taylor Swift's music" and I read
down and cross their pelvises Rat nerve like David grill smoke bitch Catch my frozen frame suspended You couldn't even fuck with my idle fidget My birthright I'm pulling swords from
or yayo, you don't roll like 1-0 Twenty chrome on the Benz, thirteen gold on the four From the way I twist my fingers, you know, I'm from So much ice
rise and kingdoms fall Profits in sneaker boxes, riches hidden between the walls The hood agony, I'm one of the few who ever understood tragedy Batteries not included in my music
now, turn the lights down Turn up my music loud, she know I burn this mic down I'm takin' flight now, let me hear you yell out Wherever you from, get