not wrong, no mistakes.. Meet me on the corner I will treat you like a challenge We can find a way, for a perfect day Is it good enough?. Here's my
am not wrong, no mistakes.. Meet me on the corner I will treat you like a challenge We can find a way, for a perfect day Is it good enough?. Here's
stop Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands
growin' one day at a time Don't be caught in the publicity an' caught in the hype Rappers are regular people minus money an' light Searchin' for fortune
cos i was ashamed But you can call me Bobby Ray from this day forth and I could give a damn about the fame and fortune Honestly i don?t even listen to
Get off my D-I, then go C the K's Excuse me Mr. D.J., please play "Fish" Or that "CherChez", live meeting, ten four, may day-may day Callin' all cars
prospect] Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities Bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? all day hands
how my childhood idols now be coping cracks Ain't knocking at them, fortunately life is too short to see It's only right we move accordingly at every second
Like good rhythm and rhyme I was a good ear A welcome companion 90% of the time She was from Baltimore Recent divorcée From a man who found fortune
I saw you around When you were young and free How did I know? Try, but I can't remember How it began (Back in the day) Was there a plan? (Follow my way
out His spirit and his fortune low Alone he sat, alone he thought Of happy times he used to know (First Man) Hey dreamer, don't be so upset (Second
To change your fortune To shape your future Be proud of yourself Remember, things can only get better If you believe inside your heart Nobody's second class Every day
away with melodies Irish to Ebonies Haitians to the Lebonese As I jot down in my note pad some day Considered important to me The birth of my son the day
' it up but still somethin' don't seem right Be gone in a physical but lifted my dreams like Every night and every day Every night and every day Our
us While fountains fill with second-hand perfume And sodden trading stamps They'll hang the bullies and the louts that dampen down the day What do we
and P He didn't blink at the buddy that he shafted And just about the time they would have caught him too He had the damn good fortune to get drafted
can question my perspective, but don't question my motive, rap's a load of crap right now, Mr. Dibs will save the day I'll make your day out of play
Paul Slim] Now I don't know about y'all, but I'm bout to make a small fortune By taking small things and blowing em out of proportion Using sarcasm as my second