I grew up in New York City Since I was born on Broadway, baby Moved downtown when I was just nineteen To start a new life on the New York scene There
They call me white Devil, black Jesus Heaven closes, Hell freezes Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin' Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin' Time
I climb the mountain top, I saw the bottom drop. I cling to drift wood, I swim in the deep world. Words unspoken, seem so foreign. Have you heard this
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow
(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark) Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah, yeah, yeah Seven a.m., waking up in
(Angie Martinez): It's funny 'cause, you know, we've been asking people what they wanted to know. I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with
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[Wiz Khalifa] yea uh huh, you know what it is black and yellow [x4] yea uh huh, you know what it is black and yellow [x4] [Chorus] yeah, uh huh, you
Hear footsteps creak the floor The shadows give away Someone outside the door Won't let 'em in Life damaged, gears to grind A run down broke machine
If I could hug my love, could I try For your wings to cover me and let them fold Half alive I hurt the most brilliant lie Sleepless eyes, close the light
Hey hey Hey hey Let the rain come down on me Hey hey Hey hey I see people and they're craving blood And I'm so rarely understood Well I don't know what
Get another boyfriend Backstreet Check it Hey hey hey, yeah Let's talk about one baby You gotta hear me out Think you really wanna be the last to know
Walking alone tonight 'cause I've only got room for two Me and my burdened black heart, it's all we know how to do Yet I look for a bigger bang than the
(Gene Simmons, Frank Zappa) Frank: "Alright kids, here's a real rock 'n roll song" [Verse] Frank says... If everyone says your hair's too long Or else
Now we demand a chance to do things for ourselves We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just
I don't wanna feel no more It's easier to keep falling Imitations are pale Emptiness all Tomorrow's haunted by your ghost Lay down, black gives way
You put your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been diggin' all around When you're messin' about Better catch her name, come on in Gimme that
When the last rose of summer pricks my finger And the hot sun chills me to the bone When I can't hear the song for the singer And I can't tell my pillow
