could not hide you are my sunshine now the end I'm free at last you can't control me you are the past now I'm at peace left all alone I feel at home all
is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell off What 'cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad Tryna get this damn label off I ain't havin that This is
forgotten Your bootie smells rotten and one day you will be gotten And see jokers is scatter-brained, their focus is unrestrained My army is trained,
free us" we can scream it at last Now oh my God, God, God! God of my God, God, God (Now, oh my God, God, God...) Steady all day Stand not in our way
as agents will like him dead for what he know He is The One, at least that's who Morpheus say he is He can free the mind of a machine and give God to
is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad tryin to get this damn label off? I ain't havin that; this is
I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off What cause I been in the lab wit four solder Tryna get this damn label off I ain't havin that This is
And we gon' do one mo', right after that Yes, women you lookin so very beautiful here today Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night
Where the real at? Where the real at? Yeah Yo, where I come from gats bust for nothin' Thugs, ministers, cops, teachers, all be hustlin' Your family'
anything to get on, but this what I wrote And what I'm writin', is guaranteed to enlighten Like Dr. Cornel West, Michael Eric Dyson This is how we do it today
tears falling free from my eyes before she could reply Though we were born without a silver spoon My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room One day
Next Generation Of Darth Vader, With The Hatchet In my Hand So I Can Swing At All The Haters, Fuck It Whoevers Breathin' I Have To Take Their Last Breath
yeah 2nd Hand Smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is Twiztid, 2nd Hand Smoke You be the judge Phat or Wack? Free your mind I represent
, hail me as a king You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free See your destiny is all up to me, all rise, you heard it, loud and clear But today, I
"Comaley, get up. Let's go." "What?" "Well, it's your lucky day today, pal. You're free." "Uh, what do you mean?" "Yup, that's right you been pardoned
Yesterday is gone and will be forgotten And today is where every new day starts Got to be free as the leaves in autumn You may be sad but it never lasts
Last time we were here at Folsom Prison, they were hanging Joe Bean.Is Joe still here...Joe Bean?Hang the son of a bitch anyways, right? Well, they
