You were the player And you played it cool I was the stranger And I played the fool You were the teacher And you were the best I was the seeker And I
Picture, rush..story, hush Picture, rush...story, hush Got the picture...got the rush Got the story...got the hush Got the joker...got the flush Got the
All the stories have been told Of kings and days of old But there's no England now All the wars that were won and lost Somehow don't seem to matter very
It's not psychedelic, it's got many merits It's not psychedelic, nuclear submarine Darling, I think it's a dream Your causes, they make me feel so mad
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you I dream of breaking
[Intro: Franchize] In my white tee Yup (In my white tee) Yup (In my white tee) Yup (In my white tee) Yup (In my white tee) Yup (In my white tee) Yup (
Your depiction of a thug nigga Is fiction Your words hung my nigga Lines were drawn You sided with the judge I ain't a hater I don't love squellers,
Slim Dunkin Intro (Dunk, Cap, Kid) Ohh Shit... Brick Squad.. Ohh Shit... Hit Squad.. Ohh Shit... Dirt Gang!! Ohh Shit.. (dunk) Slim Dunkin Verse: Brick
(Chorus) One Two Niggass Coming For You Three Four Betta Tuck Yo Ho Five Six Betta Cuff Yo Bitch Seven Eight Now The Whole Click Straight (
(Gucci) GANGSTAS DOPE TWITTER Gucci Bricksquad Bricksquad Bird gang Mafia Pull up on ya block,on ya block like Dracula Bricksquad Bricksquad every things
Our astrology will prove My love it's true I'll never get enough of you Endless as as desert sky My hunger for the fire that gathers in your eyes
Now Bensenville is a train yard over in Chicago And the bumpers y'all well that's just the coupling Between the freight cars And Calay is California that
Nothing's cool, nothing's clean Nothing's like it used to be Nothing's sweet, nothing's smooth Nothing's got the best of me And no-one scared 'cos no
Hey and around and around he goes Hey and around and around he goes Hey and around and around he goes Hey and around and around he goes There was a skinny
(Written by Lindsey Buckingham) I seen so many things that make me wonder But sometimes it's hard to tell I said, "Take your time" But no one was
Speak up My ears are growing weary I?ll sing this to the end And watch the waves crash over me Speak up My ears are growing weary I?ll sing this to the
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every night when I hear you, I dream of
Mama go make my bed Tuck in the absurd These confessions are mine But I?ll claim not a word It?s a restless parade that passes me by And through the