chance to live again If only I were eighteen again I wouldn't spend all my time tryin' to remember When was I that much happier then? If only I were eighteen
me a change to live again IF ONLY I WERE EIGHTEEN AGAIN I WOULD SPEND ALL MY TIME TRYIN' TO REMEMBER WHEN .....WAS I THAT MUCH HAPPIER THEN? IF ONLY I WERE EIGHTEEN
m Kris Kristofferson On November 8th, 1965, the 173rd Airborne Brigade on Operation Hump War Zone D in Vietnam were ambushed by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight
you got control Wasting time with your life until your ass is old Trying to be bold, a hog and a pimp Eighteen years old, HIV in the limp [Chorus: Butch
LP on the rise "In Living Color was" seen through original eyes And I'm out like shout Ooh ahh, ooh ahh, there it is baby pah Lying limp on a limb, slim
fiction Let's get specific you can't get with it I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits You
-thousand-two I don't hear you no more The K-double-O-L, the K-E-I-T-H Check it out I trust talent, whattup Flex, JoJo and K-Ci put me on next Eighteen
grade, by third it was worse A made man in the fourth, a don in the fifth Had the teacher sellin' ass when I touched the sixth Seven, eight an' nine
suits Prada boots and hoes that think they cute But bitch come short with my cheese Hoe you ain't seen in me You bets go get me my cheese or you can limp
at four in the morning Started undressing the ho Got to the drawers and the ho said, "No" "Not on the first date" "It's gettin' kinda late, could you come back at eight
before they all close Hop in the Lac, Fleet wood eight four Twenty inch G's with tha triple gold spokes Creep in the door with my pockets on swole Limp
the one to bring the funk although my armpit's not stinking, And I'm known to hold flows like the glass you drop drinking, Never crude man I started of limping
I hit 'em where they sit around actin' hardcore at Thank God for the guardians, in light of this Rappers always beg for me to show them who the mighty is Gats gonna limp
I feel great One, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight One, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight So strong my face is You punch break fingers Kick me you're limping
track You should have buckled up before your head hit the dash You gotta hate that demo from an eight-track Brought me to a place where platinum comes in eight
you're movin' too fast The fifty-sixth said, he stuck a curling iron up that ass Now you think, you're hot shit Steppin' to Lyte with a limp, tryin'
Who hold crown? Protect land with both pound Limp Bizkit, get around like merry go What's the scenario? Comin' through your stereo Why risk it? Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted Eight
the parking lot Maaaaaan, this is the life [Murphy Lee] Ay yo, I'm Chachee Acolla, dirty, I know ya heard me 'Cause I'm forty-eight plus negative thirty
