of the deep woods (real love, my dear, is not for sale) no matter how I strained my eyes looking, I never could find it but... (real love, my dear
otherside of the deep woods (real love, my dear, is not for sale) no matter how I strained my eyes looking, I never could find it but... (real love, my dear
' Maybe I'm not understanding The English language Dear, you don't seem to realize My Life Is Good My Life Is Good My Life Is Good, you old bag My Life, My
the world off Hi, my name is, my name is (What? Who?) My name is Slim Shady Hi, my name is, my name is (Huh? What?) My name is Slim Shady My English
my anus who? My anus what? My anus it gets tapped dawg Hi, my anus My anus My anus every now and then gets plugged up Hi, my anus My anus My anus
a mutha fucker bye bye Point blank range, yeah niggas gon' die That's why I never leave the crib without packing my gat Strap on my vest, put on my hat
score Well, I hope you got your score You ruined me, my physical communication To other beings My overall sense of feeling I wish I could cut your memories from my
why did you abandon it, the reason to me tell? Oh son I loved my native land, with energy and pride 'Til a blight came over on my prats, my sheep and
soil smell soft and mild! Greet the banks of the river Jordan and Zion's tumbled towers. Oh, my country, so lovely and lost! Oh remembrance so dear yet
you tight, dear Was it dreams ago my heart felt this glow? Or only just tonight, dear? Non dimenticar although you travel far, my darling It's my
liv i all tid [ENGLISH] Naked under the moonlight I guided my foot into dance Eyes black as of coal Followed my steps from the forest's edge Hear my
need Is to live my life in my own country All that I wanted or dear to me Is bas in Erin, a chiusla geal mo chroi I hid my brother to protect his life
just can't stand 'em is minimum wage all they offer my people? does my unlce got to marry someone just to be legal? will he get dirty looks cuz he can't speak english
this irony inspire me They dying violently Realla jus tryin to be Society denying me So my probity Is flippin ghetto ivory Oh my dear diary My hood is
my skull that hides behind my hair and skin, I see the selfsame skull of my father, and beyond the skull of my father, the skull of my grandfather, and the skull of my