If you're the air that I breathe, Tell me why I'm suffocating If you're the promise that I keep Tell me why it's breaking Don't let go of my hand I need
I make a date for golf And you can bet your life it rains My flat warming got started But the btch next door complained It seems ill spend my whole life
i feel you even though we're apart and without you theres a hole in my heart ohh baby baby, though i tried i just cant adjust ohh boy what happened to
Here's my ghetto story Been in hell, through the fire Now gonna take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys
Intro: Alicia Keys] (Baby Cham) Here's my, ghetto story (*Story) Been in hell through the fire, now, gonna take it higher (This a survival story, true
Alright Che'nelle got a story for you For the ladies Sing it with me now I fell in love with the DJ, DJ Sneakin? ?round the back door Bangin? ?til we
throughout this world something's gone wrong it makes me sick it's gone on too long it's everywhere i look i hear it all day i've seen the hatred it's
Brother Louie - Stories She was black as the night Louie was whiter than white Danger, danger when you taste brown sugar Louie fell in love overnight
The Stories One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever
I woke this morning Love laid me down by a river Drifting I turned on upstream bound for my forgiver In the giving of my eyes to see your face Sound did
Darling can you see something inside Can't be denied it's the way that you feel If you want it, you gotta try Taking the best of the lesson you know
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue Oh Mammy Blue I may be your forgotten son Who wandered off at twenty-one It
you're walking in the night - you walk alone the shadows whisper your name... a stranger beckons you, like none you've seen you can't ignore his request
Party Rock just dont stop, grab a freak to the beat and let ya body rock X4 I be, I be, on it, (that asss) I be on it, I be on it, (that
Missed my alarm clock ringing Woke up, telephone screaming Boss man singing his same old song Rolled in late about an hour No cup of coffee, no shower
I believe that if I work hard enough I will see that there can be enough And I believe I can think clear enough To conceive a place where there's enough
Whatever happened to the brother man Living on the streets Sometimes I wonder what he's doing Cause he could have been me Whatever happened to the