it right for you sleeping beauty Truly thought I can magically heal you You're far beyond a visible sign of your awakening Failing miserably to rescue Sleeping Beauty
nothin you could tell me, I rocked every hole in the wall Then arena to arena with R. Kelly Who made you feel beautiful while gettin lifted (Me) I rocked
(2:40) God gave me this here guitar Pointed to the farthest star and said, "Son You got a long long way to go" I said, "I'm the daughter you never had
Going green only using half the gas the calming comes through after disasters have But this calm has the same fury that disasters have I should have a class, I'm the son
by john curulewski Lead vocals by john curulewski I met a little girl sittin' in the front Pardon me miss for seeming quite so blunt But your beauty
sight of my blaster You might be type quick but so my bullets run faster Bustin off shots, got you clutching ya knot Try to plug up the holes, the
. My family blood cut through me clear like teeth made of sauter. My childhood passed through me smooth like the throat meeting water. A dental sighs, "son
fuck, and have some kids [MynBenda] Your preceptual attributes seem odd In my face you'll see the indescribable beauty of God I slay rappers in the euthanasia Beauty
cause I like it when you scream I want to watch you when you?re sleeping and thinking of me? And that?s what he told her when he killed her That son of
't help but smile I resemble my mama to be truthful And I ain't got to describe her You know she beautiful Shit, I always love my mama Blow holes through
let these haters know WE control it I'm in this for something so different that you couldn't imagine The style, the flyness and the beautiful hoes (Uh
On a Mississippi morning My dad yelled out a warning "Son, you'd better hit that cotton patch real soon" And on my way down to the field As I passed old
stands for the woman who stood And braved the storm could raise this evening (Brother, sun, sister, moon, mother beautiful) Yeah middle sibling suitable but far from son
we symbolise now with subliminal loco's It goes deeper than big bangs and black holes On roads, I stop to admire a black rose She's so beautiful, I chose
of rap"} ("O.C.") Turn the beat up a little more Who run it? O, fa' sho, pit any rapper against me In they chest I blow a motherfuckin hole Flow sorta
of rap"] ["O.C."] Turn the beat up a little more Who run it? O, fa' sho, pit any rapper against me In they chest I blow a motherfuckin hole Flow sorta
already Only because He has not believed In the man and the only begotten son My Lord For he so feared the word He left his only begotten son To shed