Some days when I was young and I was dressed up as I do Not looking like the rest but what I felt as cool They said I was the one who was playing a fool
Come on in, son, have a seat Don't mind the screams, don't mind the heat It's been like this 'round here for a long, long time We haven't had the chance
You see that boy standing there by the dance floor He's lookin' like the Marlboro Man Starched shirt, starched jeans, big trophy buckle And an empty Copenhagen
I wanna start the third world war It's just what we've been waitin' for It'll free the hungry and the poor, yeah I... ...wanna start the third world war
-Land, and HBO The Playboy Channel and Court TV and Lifetime (yo) (You're Gonna) Never missed "Melrose Place" or "Lost In Space" I've seen each "Amazing Race" and "Without A Trace
the king of New York Went from living in tenements to up in house resorts I'm the Latino, that'll take you to war like Al Pacino Even De Niro know not
no one's ever gonna catch me Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D Left the place without a trace And I didn't care holmes So there it is there
's at maximum degrees [Unverified] from the street When I ripped apartments and the Corman suites Two and a half units available, bass you can't trace
neewteb Ecnereffid eht wonk ot suineg a ekat t'nseod ti' Alone, fearing her escape impossible She seeks comfort in the arms of a confidential agent With the trace
(Jeffrey Steele/Al Anderson) When it rains it pours And man it's really comin' down Feels like the weight of the whole world Knocked me to the ground
(Al Anderson / Jeffrey Steele) I need something to brag about A new car, a big two story house I can't win her love without something to brag about
the system For the humble on the path I paint a vision How far will a nigga go just for attention And to be remembered, you forgot the mission Listen All traces
Written about Layla Al-Atar, a cherished Iraqi artist who was killed when a missile struck her home, instead of it?s intended target, a building where
oyo con atencion a??Pero otras palabras suenan, oh mi amor al corazon a??Como notas de canto nupcial, y asi te quiero hablar a?? Si en Aranjuez me esperas a??a??Luego al
my pockets Green like slum change you know what I'm sayin'? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker For real, with no trace of AIDS We
the dreams that night's embrace That slowly leave without a trace... Eu te slavesc nocturna, cu bolta innoptarii O, doamna a tacerii, O, vas al intristarii
SOTHIS (SIRIUS). Robert Temple in his "Sirius Mystery" tells us much about spiritual and mundane influences of the very complex symbolism of this starry emblem, tracing
Quise volar Y conoci la soledad Jugue al amor sin entregar Sin esperar I wanted to fly And I knew the loneliness I played to love without showing myself