Now you see me Now you don't Alone again Facing the demons In this hell Of my own making I will not let this moment Define who I am I am strong, eternal

When we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill But I can't wait to go home I'm on my way Driving at ninety down those country lanes Singing to "Tiny Dancer" And I miss the way you make me feel,

You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're

You can run the streets with your thugs I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting Now peep it, here go the secret on how to keep a playa Some love makin' and homecookin', I'll see you later It don't take a lot to keep a nigga hard

I will run, they will hunt me in vain I will hide, they'll be searching I'll regroup, feign retreat they'll pursue Coup de grâce I will win but never fight That's the Art of War! I stand alone And gaze upon the battlefield Is all that's left after the

'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

Living just enough For the city Living just enough, just enough for the city A boy is born in hard time Mississippi Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty His parents give him love and affection To keep him strong moving in the right direction His

Como pasa en Pescaíto El Michael se fue a pescar La fruta que no se va Carnaval tambor fútbol y mar Historias que hay que contar La calle es para jugar Agua, metidos en el agua Nadando entre las algas Tu piel sobre mi espalda y sumergidos en el agua

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your

J'ai caché, mieux que partout ailleurs, Au jardin de mon cœur, une petite fleur, Cette fleur, plus jolie qu'un bouquet, Elle garde, en secret, Tout mes rêves d'enfant, L'amour de mes parents, Et tout ces clairs matins, Fait d'heureux souvenirs,