's tearing us apart 'Cause we've been up in heaven we've been down so many times it's been a long, hard ride and now we're here... The end of the line
out to ed o.g. and the b.u.l.l.d.o.g.s. Yo whole rock this, look Yo brown is my complexion, I got that electric connection Now who needs some protection? We rocking
with flare and get out of your chair We be smarter than your average boo, boo, bear Rock on, to the break of dawn Just freak it, ah yeah, baby Rock on
to rock We never want to stop again Hit the lights Hit the lights Hit the lights Time Has taken its toll on you The lines that crack you face
The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. Alone, the possibilities are enormous. Step outside
Lopac. [Billy Flynn] Beautiful setting home, feel every luxury in refinement. Where're your parents now? [Roxie Hart] Probably on front front porch in their rocking chair
on a stove And commence to roll, like a tire A real rider will ride ya, like a stallion with a chair Any buster be cherbin', in the game that's embarrassin
minutes you realize he ain't moving. So finally you let 'em hang and turn on the light and the killer turns into yo coat throwed over the chair.
one (the third one) CHORUS At the end of the day it's the chair I trust The cushion is comfy and the works don't rust With a straight line of vision
Yes Sir, I Will" The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. <a href="http://www.testimania
remember Hugh who wore different kinda clothes then but still shouted an tongue twisted flowin lines a poetry that anybody who could be struck by the sounds 'f a rock
's what mothers say when their sons and daughters go away. they say "stay." my mother said "go." so i wasn't there the night she fell out of her chair
Ride the Lightning Guilty as charged But damn it, ain?t right There is someone else controlling me Death in the air Strapped in the electric chair
few minutes you realize he ain't moving. So finally you let 'em hang and turn on the light and the killer turns into yo coat throwed over the chair.
Jesse ?The Body? Ventura [Jadakiss] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Jadakiss baby throw plenty of blows Cause the Ryders roll thick like N.W.O. Everybody wanna shine until they get Steiner lined
