Signor Piangi . . . if you please . . . (REYER thumps the piano keys, then leaves the piano, and attempts to attract attention using signals. Al the height of the mayhem, the piano
Father has a business strictly second hand Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand Stuff in our apartment came from father's store Even things I'm
(G.Clarke & J.F.Hanley) Father has a business strictly second hand Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand Stuff in our apartment came from father
be wylin' with their fathers Tell Ms. Robert, tell Enijah that I'm ridin' for her father That's like my brother, like same mother different father Any
Jesus Christ Cause we are warriors, cause we are warriors Warriors, warriors, warriors, warriors One, in the name, of our lord and savior Jesus Christ In the name of the Father
father to this lonely child Though we are not related You taught me how to write these notes upon a page You were a soldier for your country in two of our
rip a rapper to pieces indecently Pack weapons illegally, because I'm never hesitant Sniper scoping a commission controllin the president [Hook] Father
kill you or some lil nigga that ain't never met Pac who wanted revenge, he felt like Pac was his pops a thug father, the lil nigga was young Outlawz representin
what my father gave to me; a plastic pirate mask and a ring of seeds, an uncompleted task and associated deeds. The stars are closer now, my son. Our
thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause
I saw your father in the hall His ghost is living in the walls I heard him crying while you slept I heard him breaking things after you left I watched