A rose is a rose, 'Cause that's its name Toes goes with nose They sound the same But don't smell a rose that's between your toes 'Cause the way that it
Maria: Rhyme out, rhyme out We're gonna have a rhyme out, rhyme out It's a new kind of game Where you look for a word That will sound just the same As
Does it mean that I'll let you know each time I turn inside When I fully grow outsize you But I won't let you fall in love you know it flows over me And
Well, Young MC, that is my name And rockin' it for you is my game It is my game but whatdya like The Young MC is on the mic On the mic and in the place
Verse: Cockni o' dire Chorus: Killa rhyme klik keeps the function live Heads treat my lovely on the 1, 2, 5 I might socialize if I dip and dive 'cause
Yo, Pooh, man, what you build in there, man? Ah, one of those hypso-change-o-calypso-beat-a-matics There'll be another ruff rhyme When I'm done there'
Slim Shady Slim Shady Slim Shady Slim Shady Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled Pop the same shit that got Tupac killed Spit game to these
Okay we gon' set the coordinates For Q Unique to travel through Rhyme time travel, ahh We're going to send him 1979, 1988 and 1999 Nineteen, seventy-
One day I launched a rocket up into the moon And landed on a crater in a blue lagoon Three girls in the nude, in the pool they had room Screamin', "Starbuck
Rodney Burke: Now, for the final number, John's got a card in his hand with a little rhyme on it. What is it? John: It's from the form up a third at Hemel
Verse 1: When the fear sets in Where the fire burns Where I find a place Where theres nowhere to turn When the evening sings An eerie song Longing for
Oh well oh well so here we stand But we stand for nothing My heart calls to me in my sleep How can I turn to it 'Cause I'm all locked up in this
Well, back in the past when I was treated so coldly My love life was a darn disgrace Needed someone to love and hold me That's one of the reasons that
West of Rome Just east of the border in a staticy Ramada Inn Polishing his boots and pummelin' his liver Steeped in his dark isolation Just what business
The President woke and he called the Pope The Pope climbed to heaven on a golden rope P.S. the Lord raised Michaelangelo from the dead So he can make
Small man, big world Lost beyond the pale I know you inside out I can tell the tale Across the sky the change of time Last night I lost all day I'm here
[L: Parcharidis / M: Tammen, Wolf, Zaios] Into the arena they were sent to fight Some used spears, swords or might While the spectators roared A combat
Why must you shed such tender tears In the evening of your years? No other love could stem the tide Of the loneliness I hide Open your heart and let