know you Will get me through I'm starting over again Starting over again I'm starting over 'cause I feel too far away I'm starting over again Starting over again I'm starting over
when you start to see) Looking for the real world Everybody knows where we're going to Don't forget to leave good footprints behind Never let the grass grow over
you stronger, live longer You wanna reach the nation nigga? Start from ya corner Everything don?t always happen like you planned it Demand it, over stand
MC's like Mephistopheles, bringin' swords of Damocles Secret Service keep a close watch as if my name was Kennedy Abstract raps simple with a street format Gaze into the sky
a request the strength outta me back yow Everything me got yow True me style so versatile, me give it to them a lot yow Like the starts up inna the sky
Carting bulging sacks with his big great arms And on a dark cold night under full moonlight He flies into a fog like a vulture in the sky And they call
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh It's a sunny day and the sky is bright Take her to the mist everything is right No need to make bets 'cause I met a bookie Today
The builder and destroyer of all worlds Creator of man, woman, girl Some call Me Allah, Yahweh, Jehovah I can start a beginnin', or endin', it's over
from gold miners They were hard working warriors, we call over timers Shot plenty arrows at cowboys and 49ers Her interesting background, but quite unusual A great
wives, starting apart As the scribes carry the archives, follow the star guide As we glide through the windows of the far side Across the dark sky, then over
J's in this mothafucker I like that kid, Violent J "Hey Mike", "What's up?", "How ya' doin' today? "Just great, Shaggs", well that's great Now let's
matchin mink Makin NBA players start to think, who's that standin' over there Takin pictures for Rolling Stone magazine with a leash on a polar bear Sky
I move the petty goes In very town I touchdown in yep and puff down in Wherever I go Niggaz solute me your as truly Santana the great oh You should
grapes that you smokin what you really on Im on a eighth a quarter ounce of grapes a shot of patron and i aint even ate They say fab when you started
God when the sky start fallin' too late to try to interpret the writing on the wall and it's way too late, to pray, you too late - tribulation too great
a go I 'spose" So we switch roles and she takes full control She starts slow, grinding me softly Whilst kissing, yeah, she's doing me properly It's when I start
you might never get the chance Step two, raise those arms off your sides (Yeah you got it now ) Now stick 'em up in the sky (Uh oh, uh oh) Just throw 'em over
to-day G-fo, in the air, like a F-ing fadeaway Starts down to the floor, walk out lift my dow Up into the sky, and the bet you goin reply with "WOOH"
