love, you are real Really mine in the rain In the dark, in the sun Like the tide at its ebb I'm at peace in the web of your arms The Righteous Brothers
You never close your eyes Anymore when I kiss your lips There's no tenderness Like before in you fingertips You're trying hard not to show it, But baby
Whoooa, my love, my darlin' I've hungered for your touch A long, lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine I
Amish paradise We sell quilts at discount price, living in an Amish paradise A local boy kicked me in the butt last week I just smiled at him, and I turned the other
high places, so throw that whole armor of righteousness I spark this thang, but my name ain't Bubba I got a problem with racist cab drivers, like Glover And brothers
find, when you leave this world behind, if you only took the time. Chorus: Love your neighbour like your brother treat your brother like a friend always turn the other
short to box with god... (kp, iron shiek, In these times we gotta take one step.. forward. Put one foot in front of the other, my brother.. Yo, check
the one that make you ceist to exist You never heard me spit as lethal as this Flippin' ya brother man, on the other hand will empty a clip If I build
Hear the call and all heed the savior Praise Allah 'cause in his energy made ya The cream, Asiatic earth-born man child Freedom's comfort for some but meanwhile Young brothers
peace my friend Much brotherhood because it's understood That everyone in the sun is about the good Lifestyle and while some came to shine Don't matter 'cause the other brothers
smooth 'Cause if you wanna dance you should stick with the other one And leave the dog alone till the dancin' is done But then when you're ready for the brother
Peace to all the hip cats, all the Nappy Sweets This is the Brother Question, broadcasting live Via satellite from the Never Never Tunnels Now dig the
like a G' And walk that big walk in the streets, in the streets My God it's a beautiful day to just sit and enjoy blue skies And all the brothers in
[VERSE 1 (Twista)] I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks, Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, And I Wish my brother woulda
take a shot of Hennessey Now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from my niggaz on the, other
we don't know his plans And if we don't include him my friends the way can get mighty hard They say that every time a good and righteous person Is buried
the lady who represent em would never send 'em a message from a secular messenger Never be no nepotism, we supposed to be brothers, on the road to teach others
period all we got is hope I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks Knowing the cops is hot when I?m on the block, and I Wish my brother
