bombs packed in air tower compartment docks Sticky fuck revolution shot - send all complaints to rupert murdoch I'll black out in the mug of suburbanites with little
luv wuz precious Now l got my daddy, sistas an' homies God bless us Just be thankful for all ya got If it's just a little bit it's all ya got You mite
out of love Still I can't fill the space Other things can lead to happiness Lots of money and success But all I keep thinking about is Babies, babies, precious little
fame for mamas Creation's most unique and precious pearl And heaven help us always to remember That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world Yes, the hand that rocks
tonight Verse Two: Keith Sweat Makes me shine, Just A little bit, just a little bit, baby It's in my mind, baby, just a little bit, just a little bit
But He lives! My precious Jesus died upon the cross My precious Jesus died to save the lost But He lives, yes He lives, my Jesus lives He walks, He talks, He loves, He rocks
And I wish that you were here instead And all our precious memories I'll never forget [Cuban Link] Twin, we've been best friends Ever since we were little
Twin, we've been best friends Ever since we were little kids So I sit and remenisce On all the things we ever did I remember All the stupid s---
It doesn't matter if it is good, It only matters if it rocks. The main thing that we do is to rock your socks off. There's no such thing as a rock prodigy, 'Cause rock
It doesn't matter if it is good, it only matters if it rocks The main thing that we do is to rock your socks off There's no such thing as a rock prodigy 'Cause rock
I'm gone (uh huh) Chorus I wanna see you rock, see you dance See you rock, see you dance I wanna see you rock, see you dance See you rock, dance
you couldnt fade it black Cause my rap's liek gold, or precious gems While your rap's like an 8th full of beeners and stems Kid rock I love to sing Call
and Brother E Razor and Mario for all them times we rocked shows To the rest of 176, tato "Holla front dot com" go register today Peter Jun, Rock, Lisa
reward I can't reap Lying alone on the lawn, babe Hot sun overhead Waiting for a breath of inspiration To carry me away instead Without a doubt Without a doubt Working for precious little
's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely
rocks (a bucket of rocks) Chorus 2x [Aesop Rock] Big bang, bi-big bang It's gettin bigger by the second Check it Ok, I'm here to rock the tugboat
something normal With the prefix of the abbot I can kill every monster if I gotta, that's that Rockin it, rockin it, clippership rockin it Be the little
murder abundant lunches with the city suppers punching (hurdling) tomorrow since I sit in consquence merging brings to bubble up along the edges of precious