had vocab like knife stabs Comin' wild killin' in a paragraph Holding niggas ransom, it runs in my blood Maybe my grandson might be wild like Charles
Some things I've done make my conscience burn My very spine shudder and squirm I only hope that I've learned from my sin I heard a voice when I was thirteen
my loving vigil keeping, All through the night . . . While the moon her watch is keeping, All through the night . . . While the weary world is
gridero che tutta la mia vita, la mia felicita e lei, e lei, e lei . . . To you, I give my heart completely, To you, my love, forevermore, All that I possess, My
mondo grider che tutta la mia vita, la mia felicit lei, lei, lei . . . To you, I give my heart completely, To you, my love, forevermore, All that I possess, My
't play I throws that CPT up, blaze up the blunt Then I steps back and sits down my fuckin cup My nigga Bird got my back when we square off Toe to toe
the day I'll do it Back in the day, back in the day Ohh yeah Y'all remember back in the day, you dig Ray Charles, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Ella
I was in the blind like my name Ray Charles Thangs you go through, Game, is what make stars (aight) All of my enemies - I don't hate y'all dapslyrics.
lookin at the beef on YouTube I even got rock stars groups, U2 I move through crews Me and music go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the blues Uh,
(Walt Wilkins/Davis Raines) Some things I've done make my conscience burn My very spine shudder and squirm I only hope that I've learned from my sin
on her heart different fingers mingus, davis and her leg scarred for elvis ray charles on her eyelids jim morrison on her pelvis then she asked about me and my
it But I'm still number one, everyday real Speak what I want, I don't care what y'all feel 'Cause I'm my own master, my Pop told me be your own boss Keep
the burger's my trip." Phyllis: And the burger's my trip and is such a groove, I wanna show my appreciation and I wanna clean your bathroom . . . the
my pivot The game ain't sweet, but money make you forgive it Uh, and nothings promised but a graveyard Can't see myself dyin' broke, Ray Charles Yea,