franklin too In the village of the sun Village of the sun Village of the sun, son (sun village to you) Little mary, and teddy, and thelma too Where
her roots She's gone country, a new kind of suit She's gone country, here she comes Well the folk scene is dead But he's holding out in the village
high beams, i rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team. See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream, i intervien like a case of gangreen. Gain the green then exit the scene
train So hang that four-fifth at my brain If you want me to do the right thang Ever since my eyes open, I musta really sell dope in The 6-9 Village
grief Now some folks say that we should be Glad for what we have Tell me would you be happy still in 1995 living in Village Ghetto Land Oh, Village
man Bang was the slang for the one man gang But now with a plan with a few called the A-Team Diggidy and the Swinga will paint the whole scene Paint
don't know why I went dead, it's not fun anymore [KIM] I'm seventeen, and I'm new here today The village I come from seems so far away All of the
Till somebody said, "Let me take you to bed" And with money and lies they filled up your head You were barely thirteen, a child from the villages So fresh on the scene
you're going off to war Then I wish you well but don't be a sore If I cheer the other team 'Cause killing people's not my scene I prefer to give the
by the old oak tree Although I loved my Daisy, I sought fame And so I left the village Green I miss the village Green and all the simple people I miss the village
have sex for money, the hood don't love me The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me And I got noooo place to gooo They bomb my village, they
action honey) So won't you party too When we step out, you'll have no doubt This action man knows what it's all about I'm sure that we will steal the scene
as I can be But baby I'll burn you if you're dancing with me REFRAO Cause' he's a hot cop Hottest cop on the disco scene People say that i'm a dancing
Shooting up junk in the bathroom Makin' it with punks on the floor Livin' the scene out of her Limousine Little Miss S. in her mini dress Living it up
Victorian values just ain't the scene Don't want to be held responsible for you To blame you for the future and the history too We are the Commonwealth boys South African village
cannibal whores Keep your distance from the uncivilised humans Observe their daily ritual of desvration and dismemberment Bamboo shelters degrated with carcasses A village
man's peace will be still I have faith but for how much longer? The village green, people seen, full of beans Imagining the course of action And in between, shopping scenes
Someone I gotta pay Who are they? They're probably living in L.A. And I don't care anyway Who are they? They probably own the Village Voice The Nashville Scene
