I can't get that trumpet out of my head I can't get that trumpet out of my head I woke up and I can't get that trumpet out of my head And you say you
I Can Only See Green Now I Happy Saint Pattys Ya I Know Your Waiting On The Last Quote Check The Sound Scan And You Can See Im The Last Hope [Chorus] [Jay-Z] I
Hand in hand some drummed along, oh To a handsome man and baton (Michael, Michael) A blind class aristocracy Back through the opera glass you see The
real In St.Lucia, I jumped in the water For the first time I understood its power As I swam I was cleansed If I had any doubts this experience cleared
It's like I'm runnin' outta time Will I ever be born again In my time, I've seen life born, and I been blessed Enough to see life lose, it's just the
there's a peaceful place, I wanna see it They say I gotta leave it to see it, so it be it And though I appreciate bein' alive Sometimes I wanna see how
gon get it, baby I've lived and I've learned I have taken and I've earned I have laughed, I've cried I have failed and I have tried Sunshine, pouring
it Go tell it to your friend? I live and I breathe with feeling For anything I might have tried At a point where I can touch her Everyday I wonder what
me Empty street, empty night The downtown lights How do I know you feel it? How do I know you feel it? How do I know you feel it? How do I know it'
skin bare Aint no joke (Did you toke?) Nah I didnt smoke, she spoke, told us to take our pants off I'm like Nope! Everyone was trance dancin with their
And Im D-I-D-D-Y Boy Betta Know Till I Die And You Can't See Me I'm Way To Fly Chick Stop And Stare When I Go By Nigga's Hate Me And I Don't Know
knows you, at least for today) Yo, yo I wanna be like Diddy, I wanna run my city A Billboard in Times Square, see that's me, yeah Best rap album what I
train to Memphis You know how I'm longing to see you Leave that 3-50-7 and arive at eleven then I'll be shoutin' hallelujah Hallelujah hallelujah... [ guitar - trumpet
Mary Jane You know tha game, I gots to gets tha money man I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb Tryin' get what a mother fucker deserve I'm tryin
When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade P-o-l-i-c-e me, homi-c-i-d-e You don't wanna see me Red and blue lights talking on the CB Luitenant
land Oh, but I'll cut off my yellow hair, and I'll go along with you I'll dress myself in uniform and I'll see Egypt too I'll march beneath your banner
the gate Oh the King is coming the King is coming I just heard the trumpets sounding and now his face I see Oh the King is coming the King is coming
trumpet sound I'm gonna rise right out of the ground Ain't no grave can hold my body down Well, look way down the river, what do you think I see? I see
