way of the Lord And those who follow the path of the righteous Shall have their reward And if they fall As Lucifer fell The flame The sword! Stars In
passions The sevenfold seas were young Your sibilant eyes, bloodied with tears I'll pray for you, I'll stay away from barren stars The land is just
out here far from home. across the fruited plains. dig my soul for peace. only to find pain. i now realize no one gives a fuck. and life is based on what
married William Moss Jacques Lamure goes to see a show every other Friday night He likes the westerns best He'd rather be a sheriff with a gold star
your familie's missing you Your fans is missing you, Valerie's missing you Damn, we missing you (It's been too long and I'm lost without you) Now, Star
so I know my sins And niggaz don't get the picture so do Kodak win? The shit'sover their head and under their nose Not a star cause I'm a sun when
against the wall Tryin' to play it cool, feelin' like a fool Like I'm scared to dance 'cause I ain't scared at all So there's no point lookin' all miserable
talk about something you don't know anything about I tell her, Darling, if you don't like it here go back to your own miserable country It
nigga that'll leave you fubar Fucked up beyond all recognition Y'all are rock stars, I'm the opposite I could just throw a rock and hit a star for
fans is missing you valerie's missing you Damn we missing you (It's been too long and I'm lost without you) [Verse 2: Jay-Z (Aaliyah)] Now Star
miserable Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin you Now, why would I lie? Just to get by? Just to get by, we get fly The TV got us reachin for stars
Shit and all they got is rappin' to listen to I let them know we missin' you, the love is unconditional Even when the condition is critical, when the livin' is miserable
John' letter I'm takin' what I need, nigga fuck all ya cheddar Fuck all ya jewelry and fuck all ya cars You ballin' while I'm wishin' on stars Won't
stressin me (Tired of you stressin me) The scent of perfume on ya clothes (In ya clothes) Messin wit them silly hoes (Silly hoes) Got me feelin miserable (I'm miserable
name Yes, he's crying in his sleep Yes he's thoroughly miserable for me Losing his looks for me, losing Certain themes keep recurring, boundaries start
grandkids are gonna like? Well, is your cup half empty, is your cup half full? Whatcha gonna be when you grow up? Are you a gym teacher, rock star or
