To embrace without fears We will kiss with our eyes We will sleep without tears If we only have love With our arms open wide Then the young and the old Will
and who.../ calling the shots and nah buss none/ controlling the mind of the young/ Bring Down.../ bear famine, no rain nah fall/ from London to Dadeland
the weather In difficult times it's hard to maintain I strive to live in the shelter that blocks out the rain And that rain is pain For stress on the brain will
Then tomorrow will dawn And the days of our years Will rise on that morn If we only have love To embrace without fears We will kiss with our eyes We will
turpentine (Mike) What are they doing in there? Have they got guns? Whether Mount Pinatubo Or the threat of God's love There'll always be something that's raining
tical 2:judgement day") All the children comin' into the light.... There will be.... Chorus: Rock-a-bye baby From the rooftop When the guns blow
where the soldiers rest in mud roads and houses all is gone there is no glory to be won know that many men will suffer know that many men will die half
[Chorus] She said she's born to be wild And she can't be tamed All she wants in life is fortune and fame So she keeps on moving Moving right along Even
me best believe we ride if the fan belt runnin leave a mathafucker just liein there bloody im from the dirty and i make it rain dam thats muddy she just wanna be
came And we're better in the game, YOU BET I'LL MAKE IT RAIN ("27 a gram") My man, it's better than cocaine Now everything will change and this Family will
midst of acapell', I ball my fist up Unravel, travellin to the cells of Gotti I shot up a shell, will he drop? Will he flop? Will he go pop a cell? Is
embrase without fears we will kiss with our eyes we will sleep without tears if we only have love with our arms open wide then the young and the old will
drilly and shit yeah nigga you know the mix-up We that squad for real, Jersey Mob for real It be kill or be killed, so we drawin that steel I'm lovin
sick thoughts And I ain't goin back to court So fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey Runnin from my enemies will I live to be 23 There's So Much
ridin if the fan belt runnin, Leave a motherfucker just layin there bloody, I'm from the dirty and I make it rain, damn that's muddy, She just want to be
comin back home She said you straight young nigga Take a look in tha mirror I was there when you was gone Now back to the streets Where young niggaz