I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping While you're far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this
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It's getting late, so I suppose We should be drawing to a close Besides, my voice is sounding horse And even my rhymes are getting worse Poor Wendy
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold
Celebrants: No one mourns the wicked. Now at last she's dead and gone. now at las there's joy throught the land. All: Good news! Good news... Glinda
Velma: Thank you. Roxie and I would just like to thank you - for you faith and your belief in our innocence. Roxie: Yes, it was letters, telegrams,
I've been alive forever And I wrote the very first song I put the words and the melodies together I am music and I write the songs I write the songs
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, but Run rocked rhymes Humpty Dumpty fell down, that's his hard time Jack B. Nimble was nimble, and he was quick But Jam
Born to rock around the clock You can't say I'm not And in case you forgot I'm the king of rock! I'm the devestating mic controller DMC And can't nobody
Unemployment at a record high People coming, people going, people born to die Don't ask me because I don't know why But it's like that and that's the
DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only Incredible, Jam Master Yo, back up off the ropes, punk Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made Party
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings The king will be praised and hell will be raised S-
Kick off shoes, jump on the jock Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock His name is Jay and he's on his way To be the best DJ in the US of A J
My Adidas, walk through concert doors And roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage at Live Aid All the people gave and the poor got paid And out
Run D M C Rock For you Fresh For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a fraud Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost You're the kind of guy
How do you feel out there? Ahh Yeah, Aight Aight check this out 1 2 3 In the place to be As it is plane to see He is DJ Run and I am DMC Funky fresh from
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, Mary, can I go too? This one thing I will vow ya I'd rather die than to live without ya Mary, Mary, where you goin
Two years ago, a friend of mine Asked me to say some MC rhymes So I said this rhyme I'm about to say The rhyme was Def a then it went this way Took a