to a better place where you'll burn with the rest of them And may you fall, fearlessly to very hands you buried here with those very hands you buried and watched you
a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then
lucky star You are my lucky star You know I saw you, baby, from afar Two lovely eyes, at me they were beamin', gleamin' You know I was star-struck Although you
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all..." I. Overture "And the
gone And if you talk about my little girl in a song again I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you) You just a quitter, and you bitter 'cause I came along And the
hours Where stars discuss celebrity And celebrities talk about stars And who's having who on so and so's set The lifestyles of the rich and useless From
jagged flash of light struck me in the eye I turned around and found that I was still alive Snakes rise high from the purple black sky The red cloud rains and the black horse rides Then
every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling over 'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on and I'll tell you what, while we're
yellow moon; The din, it was heard from afar; And great multitudes came, so great was the fame of Abdul and Ivan Skivar. As Abdul's long knife was extracting
salute you if you could get at the general in my military Racks and racks and tracks and stacks and gats, I could destroy an entire village when I kill and
, to Timothy, 'cuz I know how the Utah You a true star, shine ya light no matter what ya mood for I got my eye on you, 'cuz you represent the future
lead But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed So you must believe Del, what you got up your sleeve? If it was up to me I would pass
was glossy and fine He was restless and proud but so gentle and kind His arched neck was hidden by a thick, flowing mane And they called him Patanio,
to you. "You've treated me pretty kindly and I'd like to tell you how I came to be the dirty sot you see before you now As I told you once, I was
gold You know you, you fall for pretty strangers And the promises since they hold Well you promised me everything And then you, and then you promised me thick and
I was the manager, Schroeder was catcher And all of the team was the same as always But somehow or other disaster struck At the baseball game. Huddle
my eye So I said, ?What the fuck, stand here and give me luck? And she whispered in my ear A purple one on there and put a pink one on there I did just that and