Easy to say no How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel Easy to be proud Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about being proud How about I need a friend, I need a friend

Yeah now she gotta do what I say I don't care at all Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby I went to my hood all my friends think I made it Yeah my momma think I'm famous 100 dollar bills in the way Yeah it feels good to be

That's too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one I got too much sauce Hermes in the A They let me know before I was famous I had too much sauce Audemars, Hublot now Too much sauce Got too much sauce

We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and

There’s nothing like us There’s nothing like you for me Together through the storm There’s nothing like you for me, together Lately I’ve been thinking,thinking about what we had And I know it was hard, it was all that we knew,yeah! Have you been

Who knows how long I've loved you You know I love you still Will I wait a lonely lifetime If you want me to-- I will. For if I ever saw you I didn't catch your name But it never really mattered I will always feel the same. Love you forever and forever

Beyond the pale The rain is falling down upon me Beyond the pale, I found salvation Emancipation Beyond the pale, I found my heroes The freaks and zeroes I am skin and bones, broken stones See the scars that I show

If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leaving baby let me down slowly Let me down, down And I can't stop myself from falling down Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me Let me down, let me down

You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head

Alexander Hamilton In New York you can be a new man What's your name, man? In New York you can be a new man How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot In the Caribbean by providence impoverished