azulejos escayolados, cayo a este lado. Once cuerdas, big bang en el polvo. Las parcelas cuadradaas, las posesiones ladradas, las camisas de once varas. Han quedado niquel
Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling But I can't seem to catch
[Chorus: Royce] (Nickel) Nine, witness me rippin this apart for sixty bars, the city is ours We the M-I, C; the illest to ever spit on a track I'm (Nickel
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah homeboy Two gangstas, whattup Smut Peddlers? My man, Milo, yeah, yeah, yeah Whattup Ruckus? We gangstas, yeah Niggaz don't know me
When I turn twenty-one I'm gonna make a change Turn my back on what I was Make you proud of what I'm not If it's my life why tear it down And make me
Believe what you want Without checking it (It's not right) We don't agree at all (Got a lot to learn) I'll run so far I Won't hear a word And won't regret
Well, you know that I'm not a gambler But I' m being gambled on They put in a nickel And I sing a little song Da da da da da da da da da da They just
I love the looks of you, the lure of you The sweet of you and the pure of you The eyes, the arms and the mouth of you The east, west, north and the south
Seems that I read, or somebody said That out of sight is out of mind Maybe that so but I tried to go And leave you behind, what did I find? I took a
My funny valentine, sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable, un-photographable Yet you're my favorite work of art
Lover, one lovely day Love came planning to stay Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting The setting for nights beyond forgetting Through these moments
When I fall in love It will be forever Or I'll never fall In love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before it's begun And too many moonlight
Yesterdays, yesterdays Days are new as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days, golden days Days of mad romance and love Them gay youth was mine Truth
It begins to tell round midnight, midnight I do pretty well till after sundown Supper time I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad round midnight Memories
The song a robin sings Through years of endless springs The murmur of a brook at eventide That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide A great symphonic
Ask me how do I feel Ask me now that we're cozy and clinging Well, sir, all I can say Is if I were a bell I'd be ringing From the moment we kissed tonight
Of the wonderful things that you get out of life there are four. And they may not be many but nobody needs any more. Of the many facts making the list