I'm writing you to Catch you up on places I've been To whom it may concern I refuse to be another being on this earth I'm breathing for a purpose I wanna
Hei Alexander! I natt kom det enda mer sno! Selma, Iselin og jeg gikk pa ski til krakeslottet Som er en hytte vi har laget i et tre et stykke fra huset
All I ever wanted was some love and peace and harmony I could dance in the raw in the sun underneath the stars When I walk over to my money tree Ain't
Well, my brother says I can't live in the past But when you're more depressed by what's ahead You start believing in old dreams very fast There were some
It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under
By the time you get this message I will be behind the wheel Watchin' dotted yellow hexagrams Stretch into the dark Left hand surfin' on iced tinged winds
This one's for my brother, Tyree, R.I.P A message to God Since you finishin' 'em early, what possessed you to start him? We made a vow, later we'll regret
DJ Drama & Pharrell Yessur! S-Choir and GQ Dont kid yourself trying to save me too Rigged yourself of thinking that me is you you aint me and nigga
Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though You freak niggaz played out, get fucked an' ate out
Raise your brow above the ground Beyond the still horizon's boundaries Raise your thoughts above your dreams At times it's hard to see, but After
Quiero decirte aquello que No consegui decir jamas Que he mantenido oculto en mi Por mucho tiempo ya Hay un amor que crece en mi Que no se como esconder
Volevo dirti quello che Non son riuscita a dire mai Ed ho tenuto chiuso in me Da troppo tempo ormai Ma c'e un amore che non so Piu nascondere perche
It's got my name on it and it's just waiting there for me I feel the cold run through my veins And it's got her shame on it, she couldn't say it to my
It?s a real bad time for black celebrities They lockin' everybody up Michael Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant
Oh, yes, it's me writing this letter And God how I hope that it makes me feel better And yeah, it's me, the end of your line Though I don't say a word
Give me a ticket for an aeroplane. Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a going home, my Baby just wrote me a letter I don't
And if you listen now You might hear a new sound coming in As an old one disappears See the world in just one grain of sand You better take a closer
Get a letter, can you open it? Without tearing what's inside of it? Good news: Checks Bad news: Bills Cutting through paper I know scissors make
