wooden soldiers, C-cypher punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare Escape from your Dragon
Kiss goodbye, to the poetic letters, the symptoms Of being able to breathe without a care Cushion the screaming, it's merely conversation in regards to
Well the morning was complete. There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat, Several hours or several weeks, I'd have the cheek to say they
Come sit by my side little darling Come lay your cool hand on my brow Promise me that you will never Be nobody's darling but mine Nobody's darling but
Early this morning before you awoke There was mist on the creek while the cigarette's smoked And when the sun rose up and burned off the cold The smoke
We gave our lives To learn how to fly on our own, Only to find out The edge of all we've known, It was just a painted sky (The clouds in the skies fill
Who do you see when you turn your eyes down? Who do you see when I'm not seeing you? The news is out all over town and all these girls Are taking turns
little it takes to get me out of myself see her smile, her hand held and here i am i'm trying out not to let it show, i do taichi i can do the swimming dragon
Eiswind peitscht mein Antlitz und Schnee nimmt mir die Sicht die Winternacht durchflieg ich doch ein Pferd reit ich nicht wild sto?? ich durch die Wolken
gost? Nestaje cirkus u sirokoj ravnici. U kisnoj noci za njim se srebri trag. Odlazi fakir i artisti na zici i tuzni pajac sto bio mi je drag. Dal'
Navigando nel tempo lungo il fiume LI scorgeremo la pagoda Ming con i buoni auspici dei topi con le ali coglieremo fiori insieme ai draghi mentre una
ko da sam vra?iji vrag, i sve je manje onih kojim sam drag, i sve je vi?e onih ?to mi ba? nisu skloni... Hteli bi da mi smrse kon?i?e, ali pobrka?u
pas le droit de vote mais 15 gosses Donc des voix ils en ont 15 mon pote Maroc, Algerie, Senegal, Mali Une vie, pleins de coups durs, fait trembler comme Mohammed Ali
Intro (Spyro - Bu3ali) Bu ali, thabe6na ( ?? ??? ????? ) Shhh Um ali um ali ee um ali ( ?? ??? ?? ?? ??? ) Wila agoolik ( ??? ????? ) Verse 1 (Spyro
would die if you try me (Philly Stand up) Why nigga you would die if you try me Talk greasy to me I'll do you greasy for free (C'mon) [Drag-On:] Nigga
Explorers... In the further regions of experience... Demons to some... angels to others... Now you must come with us..." [Ikon] Enter the dragon With
All hippies Are dirty and ugly They're all covered in fleas We should hang 'em from trees Round 'em up with me Shoot 'em once in the knee Drag 'em down
flows, you sound undiscovered I do this with a passion, spray-paint tag in Hip Hop's alive, and I'm the breathing dragon On the stage whylin, jumpin and