When the harlots reappear From the distance spilled the din Dragging the withered bones of the clowns that rode them in We'll glow a deep red We'll
squashed that, and that shit should cease Cause black mutha-uckas shouldn't beef Beef Beef Back in the daa-ays Beef Beef Back in this day there's beef Beef Back in the day
like watching some day old, Paint on a train roll by as the rain fall, And it's so beautiful it's painful, a sweet sickness, Like picturing the rest
lizard's tongue darted around Not daring to rest for a minute or more. An involuntary shiver went up his spine As he heard the sound of eerie howls A
trees. Through valleys so still we dare not breathe, To be by your side. Over the shifting desert plains, Across mountains all in flames. Through howling
Yorker Who knows that sittin' in traffic with these bastards is torture I'll be in a jalopy with a mami gettin' head rest And howl at the glowing moon
ZIRA: Sleep, my little Kovu Let your dreams take wing One day when you're big and strong You will be a king KOVU: Good night... ZIRA: Good night
anybody minds A pinch 'tween your cheek and gum is not a crime So I'll do my spittin' and to heck with the rest of y'all Well I've never saw people gettin
die a sinner And while I'm here I'm hustling, get paper with my niggas Last of a dying breed, Pharaoh clique in your section Before I leave my rest, kiss
hittin' one sixteen I get so hot I see steam Forget the day, 'cause we're gonna scream Night songs, howl into the light, singin' Night songs, makes the day
Day by day And when Moon's full I'm the evil Evil's tool Causing a dastardly havoc I can't retaliate But when I'm a man again I've got just a rest
the open road Yeah, where it leads, ya never know But rest assured he'll be on you back Yeah, the Holy Ghost through his tongues in black As the band dog howls
A WEB ITS UNPROTECTED FROM THE STALKING GRIP OF PREDATORS LURKING DESCRETE IN THE TREES THEIR NIGHTSIGHT LIGHTS UP THE SKYLINE IN GREED THE HOWLING FAR
something golden Who'll fix the hole at the top of the world The top of the world The dogs were howling around the White House Election day in the land
when I'm too tired There are days when I'm just too tired And the wind that I'm in Screams on me, screams on me Howls around me, howls around me And
something golden? Who'll fix the hole at the top of the world? The top of the world The dogs were howling around the White House Election day in the
your way You've gotta land You've gotta make another plan But sometimes I am too tired You've gotta smile You've gotta play You've gotta work another day
