C'mon I got something for ya (GUNSHOT) Always around when you call Always around leave the fun Turn around shit's enough Believe me 'dey won't get funk C'mon I got something for ya Cho! Must be Kardinal! Yo! J.A. (Yeah!) T Dot (Ho!) New York (Yeah!)

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life (yeah, yeah,

Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Someone like you makes it hard to live without somebody else Someone like you makes

The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go Doing, doing, doing The way you shake it, I can't believe it Doing doing doing Police saying 'freeze!': doing, doing, doing I ain't never seen an - ass like that I ain't never seen an ass like that I don't

She's an easy lover She's like no other It's the only way She'll get a hold on you believe it Like no other Before you know it you'll be on your knees She'll take your heart but you won't feel it And I'm just trying to make you see

Life is seen more clearly through our tears Cause we all find some faith When we face our fears When my life's goin like I want God becomes an after thought And I start trying to build my Heaven here A better believer would look to the skies And shout

Do you believe in life after love I can feel something inside me say I really don't think you're strong enough I don't need you anymore No matter how hard I try You keep pushing me aside And I can't break through There's no talking to you It's so sad

Like a sign Like a dream You're my amaranthine You are all I needed, believe me Like we drift in a stream Your beauty serene There's nothing else In life I ever need My dream, amaranthine

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

You cut me down When I'm on my knees I'll still believe, And when I've hit the ground, neither lost nor found, If you believe in me I'll still believe So I was lost, go count the cost, Before you go to the Holland Road, With your heart like a stone you