Got no time for compromise We've got the right to love We've got the chance to make it work We've got the right to love Yes we got the right
And listen, I'm dishing out shit like a chef The love is the Late Show, showing you the ladies You late on the show? Oh we the greatest show? You right To might right
a family You've got to be so strong After the love has gone How can we carry on? After the love has gone How can we carry on? Father is a broken man
someone to care I've been looking everywhere I know I'm gonna find it I know that we'll find it 'cause we're standing right behind it
right hand Rueger specialist Turn 'em into twins and I'll appear ambidextrous Simultaneous, back and forth trigger movements He bleedin' profusely I've executed my execution I got
dishing out shit like a chef The love is the Late Show, showing you the ladies You late on the show? Oh we the greatest show? You right To might right
am I supposed to do, nigga starve and go hungry? Right We don't need no more trouble sample Im here, we here, ain't goin nowhere Problems is startin' to happen and we
'd bust his head I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean My fist got hard and my wits got keen I'd roam
Cause here I come Teccanina swope down like space invaders boy Pull out the piece like on you haters boy Forget about the haters I don't wanna talk about 'em On this right
"We Are the Champions"] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep on fighting, to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for
right We hittin' easy street on mud tires See I sit back, think about them good old days The way we was raised and our southern ways Yeah, we like cornbread
bust his head. I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue'. Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen. I'
Get on the mic 'cause you know you eat shellfish At the fever (C) Stop That Train It's 4:00 AM, I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale I've got nothing to
we were all on time for work that day we all boarded that plane for to fly and then while the fires were raging we all climbed up on the windowsill
know what I've been through (oooh) Hell I might go through you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight) Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that little boy just wanna
- your cab driver knows Alan Jackson Welcome to Nashville - the dreams are shoulder to shoulder Welcome to Nashville... We corssed against the light on Broadway, we just got
