me fly like an arrow pon? the sky eye, eye, eye, eye, eye Said I?ve been ripped into lyrics, I?ve been ripped into words Explained like physics leaving your vision blurred
said I been ripping through these lyrics, I been whipping through these words explain like physics leaving your vision blurred all them righteous men
I'm still standin' strong Stand So many, come and go in this lifetime that you serve Faces change, liscenses everywhere you turn Gangsta's become blinded and visions become blurred
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Oh this takes me home It makes me think about Sitting outside of my old home When I was younger and singing something like
and call me all kinds of names But motherfucker, you gotta come out So whoever hatin' my team Remember who the gun totin', who provoked the fat lady to sing
from stores Boostin' niggas that pop tags in the mall True spot hoggers, used a few stockings Niggas, hand over the cash when heat's to they noggin' I sing
lightning pop - you gone changed, who planned it what planet? I taught I had it, damn it amazing craze lost in a speedchase my mind is a blur, foxy ladies
ordinary selves Stepping out to where the people sing (Woohoo) And the people sing (Woohoo) And the times are good (Woohoo) And the people sing (Woohoo
. So read these words and we'll sing forever waste away. I know you hurt in this beautiful misery. So read these words and we'll sing forever waste away
to be wrong I've been held down too long (Woo) I've got to break free (Woo woo) So I can finally breathe Got a right to be wrong Got to sing my own song
Story of my life High school seemed like such a blur I didn't have much interest in sports or school elections And in class I dreamed all day 'bout a
do I can't sustain - not the way I'm missin' you So I turn the radio up Looking for a melody But nobody's singin' to me. It's a blur - don't remember
gotta do I can't sustain now the way I'm missin' you So I turn the radio up lookin' for a melody But nobody's singin' to me It's a blur, don't remember
There is a major and a minor to the key I'm singing, And all that I can say is that a time will come it will be fun and we'll be singing oh everyday
Woodpecker's serenade Ho-ho-ho ho ho, ho-ho-ho ho ho On the woodpecker hit parade Though he can't sing a note, there's a frog in his throat All his top notes come out blurred
heard to rest. Cries of all their sorrow and anger. They're left with only questions no answers. I've felt their breathless screaming. Cold fingers touch me; blur
will's so low See her laughing on her own See her dancing all alone, again Tell my thoughts I will go home Singing like a drunken dove Dreaming like a bum in love Singing