precious,. First let's hear somebody sing me a record. That cries pure and true. No not those guitars. They're too noisy and crude. The kind that convinces refuses to leave,. There's no need to turn it
precious,. First let's hear somebody sing me a record. That cries pure and true. No not those guitars. They're too noisy and crude. The kind that convinces refuses to leave,. There's no need to turn it
. Ribs is touchin', so don't make me wait. * around and I'm gon' bite you and snatch the plate When the sun is up, the gun is up on the shelf. And all therunners up are thanking me for their help
I believe in my soul. Tonight I lost sight of all purpose. Despite all this trickery you told me was right. I was such a good boy I let you hold the door. So kind, so nice, where's my prize
I believe in my soul. Tonight I lost sight of all purpose. Despite all this trickery you told me was right. I was such a good boy I let you hold the door. So kind, so nice, where's my prize
I believe in my soul. Tonight I lost sight of all purpose. Despite all this trickery you told me was right. I was such a good boy I let you hold the door. So kind, so nice, where's my prize
whole lot of gun runners. You hotdog niggas hide your relish. Ain't * to tell us I keep the army. An' they stay armed- best stay the * from 'round me Unless your desire leads you to touch the
talking to you. And that's the worst thing of all. The worst thing of all. Whispers more than loud enough. Try to make you feel not good enough. Try this. Don't believe your eyes. Hold out your hand
Show me them now. Those wild little boys. The ones that spelled trouble. And stole all their toys. Young boys with contempt. Dreams and schemes in their eyes. Strong, rich in spirit. With milk