They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town with political connections to spread his wealth around born into society a banker's only child
Just a little more time is all we're askin' for 'Cause just a little more time could open closin' doors Just a little uncertainty can bring you down And
I wear my sunglasses at night, so I can, so I can Watch you weave then breathe your story lines And I wear my sunglasses at night, so I can, so I can
1,2 buckle my shoe, unlaced ears, lil mama what it do (what u mean?) What it do to fit you on those jeans, On your thighs so tight its like your hips
Momma went and made a thug nigga, And by the grace of god you can die a drug dealer. My soldiers on the grind tryin to climb out the struggle, In time
[Verse 1] What, yeah I'm on nigga run up I'm runnin' with the gym blade in my fitted now Fuck around with me and get knitted down So much green cant remember
Jack Splittard There's a pine log shack in the mountains. That's where my Corey dwells. She makes the finest mash liquor. What she doesn't drink she
One day, a day like no other No other day like that day One lie, words just falling How can my world just fall apart this way? One time to heal, one
Do you want me, baby? Could you take this heart and make it alright? Could you make me smile? Could you hold me close, hold me tight? I can't believe
It's not the shouting Or the angry words It's not those looks Sideways glancing It's not do as I say It's not compliance It's the silence It's the silence
It's just another day in the rat race The same as yesterday I want that Sweet Pilgrim Baptist Church Just standin' in the way And is there anything that
I thought I felt something strange When I saw you today Was it all in my mind? It's not like yesterday Our time together was great I was happy before
There was a time I thought our love would last But clinging to the past, it's a fools game I guess, I've got myself to blame If I knew then what I know
Wake up wake up darling Corey What makes you sleep so sound The revenue officers are coming They're gonna tear your still-house down. Well the first
The promise of your coming light It burs so brightly in my mind and all creation longs and waits For the dawning of that day And he will come riding
Old John Joseph was a man with two first names They left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains And only one run a week comes on roaring
Now don't you believe me Oh, can't you see I'm full of lies Oh, something, oh, something once pure I came to the city To build a mountain of envy And
Lying beside you here in the dark Feeling your heart beat with mine Softly you whisper You're so sincere How could our love be so blind We sailed on