[Lucy] I feel your fingers- Cold on my shoulder- Your chilling touch, As it runs down my spine- Watching your eyes As they invade my soul- Forbidden
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why Tell me why Why, oh why, oh why, oh why Tell me why Tears are falling down my face All because of you River deep and a mountain
With nothing better to do No one to come home to I woefully conclude To take it out on you I'm bored to the extreme This world of foolish dreams Disillusion
I see you runnin' You're gone A million miles away But you know I'm comin' Violenz that Blows you into space And you think You're gonna get away Like
Yo te meto en candela Prende las velas pa la pelea Cuando crees que ta ganas yo mato a quien sea Cypress Hill son asesinos Yo fumo mota con todos mis
Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggaz My Fulton Street niggaz, dangerous MC's Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top Chillin' on the scene, smoking
Yeah I used to ride my bicicleta down the calles of my town oldies everyday,thats the way it was those were the days, the crazy ones a lot people
The Masta, the Ase-Inc Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage There?s no way out of the death trap You can?t come back, back No matter what you
I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots And drug spots, well, if you're too
She has a smile like a Polaroid Her body smooth as celluloid I wanna run but there's no where to hide My heart is beating for you deep down inside (You
This is for all you sophisticated ladies out there Yeah, she grew up in the city in a little subdivision Her daddy wore a tie, mama never fried a chicken
Take me out to the ball game Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter
Turn it up some Alright boys, this is her favorite song You know that, right? So, if we play it good and loud She might get up and dance again Oh, she
I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette And a souped up car on a county road Nothin' much to do back then so we'd make bets On how much drink
If you're tellin' me I'm not on fire, you're just preachin' to the choir I've gotten dull as old barbed wire from livin' Last night I watched the evening
The hours grow shorter as the days go by You never get to stop and open your eyes One day you're waiting for the sky to fall The next you're dazzled by
Out of sight is always out of mind I think out of mind is out of sight I was just looking for some peace of mind I just couldn't find a peace of mine
You cannot let go of your dreams Don't believe that you'll never succeed We have our respective needs Follow them up it's easier than it seems Don't