I've been up all night just singin'
This same old song,song,song
And I can't get it
Through my head
That man she's gone,gone,gone
I'm pushin' all the buttons
But one thing is for sure
Play my song no more

I've been lovin' that little gal
Now for so long,long,long
But that jukebox never said
She'd do me wrong,
Wrong,wrong
I dropped in all my money
Now it just don't seem right
That jukebox just won't play
My song tonight

Jukebox bring my baby
Back to me
Ain't had no real good lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
The records keep on playin'
But my poor heart
Won't stop sayin'
Jukebox bring my baby
Baby to me

Just look at all those
Pretty lights
A shine,shine,shine
Jukebox don't you know
That girl is mine,mine,mine
I polished all your chrome
I dusted off your glass
Oh jukebox bring my baby
Home at last

Jukebox bring my baby
Back to me
Ain't had no real lovin'
And I'm drownin' in misery
The records keep on playin'
But my poor heart
Won't stop sayin'
Jukebox bring my baby
Back to mei lost my heart on a monday
and i´m still ripped off and passed out
too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out
one of these girlies made my day for real
and i´ve got to tell you a little sum about the way that i feel
i don´t know how old she was but it doesn´t matter
i know that they do it better
no older woman can do it the way they do
fuck more experience when they choose you
i just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an a-train
with their buttersoft skin and their curly hair
they try to look innocent,but they are always up to sin

l-y-n

they knock you out at the drop of the dime
first eye contact yo that´s the moment when you wanna die
but when you take a look downsouth
you´ll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out.
drinking brew after school , kissing ex-friends girlfriends
hands always where this skirt ends
they wanna make you hot, no doubt!
and you wanna take a shot, no doubt!
wicked games that´s the way how they wanna play
naughty thoughts an

RUNNIN' DOWN A DREAM


It was a beautiful day,
the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was
drivin'
The trees went by, me and
Del were singin'
Little Runaway, I was
flyin'

Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to
me
Workin' on a mystery,
goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream

I felt so good, like
anything was possible
I hit cruise control and
rubbed my eyes
The last three days the
rain was unstoppable
It was always cold, no
sun [Cheri]
This is a story about two riders
One's from Chicago
And the other is from New York

[Twista]
Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance?
But I'm coming back with a vengence
Runnin' like a ant since it was intense
Thought it was the end
Wish every motherfucker's in like sentence
Where they been since?
Let me not go deep in the story
But damn it, I feel the fury when I'm rapping
Got me going off in the zone
Hit eleven niggas and bitches at home
Hear the drama how it happen
Back for one minute
You remember I was grazed in the shoulder
When I plays the beholder
Hit the land like a crusier
But in the Range with the Rov'
Still it feelin' strange to a soldier
Me and Puff trapped in the parking lot
I done found the keys so let's crawl on the floor
Got up beside the ride but we still trapped
But I found my strap, I gotta bust that hoe
P., you gotta drive, problem at the angle of the ride
Blast when you crash through the exit
We still alive but the opposition gotta die
When they go then it's on to the next shit
When the car screeched off, I blast my heat off
Thus crackin' our