T-Bone lyrics
T-Bone lyrics
"Conversion Lyrics"
Part Of Me Lyrics
I put a candle in the window Then take a picture from the wall Avoid all the places we'd go Then wait around on your call There's a part of me in the window All my dreams come true And a part of me that prays That I'll wake up someday over you I throw a penny in the river Thinking that I'll bring you home Then throw
I put a candle in the window Then take a picture from the wall Avoid all the places we'd go Then wait around on your call There's a part of me in the window All my dreams come true And a part of me that prays That I'll wake up someday over you I throw a penny in the river Thinking that I'll bring you home Then throw
rtist: T-Bone
Album:The Last Street Preacha
Song: Conversion
Typed by: thesickest702@hotmail.com
[T-Bone]
Im ready to make a murder scene happen
Pimp slappin demons and packin
Unload clips, reload and sink ships like a captian
You act like you be knowin, when a G be rappin
Runnin from the scene while O.R.C playas be gangsta scrappin
Now hold up cause they done did it, diss the lyric I spitted
Even though I know you and your crew ain't even gonna admit it
Now slow down T, this family
They mess wit you, they mess wit me and also E
Why?, this be O.R.C.
Lyrically comin wit s
Turn On Your Lovelight (Live) Lyrics
with out a warning, you broke my heart taken it baby, torn it apart and you left me standing, in the dark, cryin' said your love, for me was dyin' so come on baby, baby please and im beggin' you baby and im on my knees turn on your light, let it shine on me turn on your love light, let it shine on me hey! let it shine, let it shine, let it..
ki masks out the busheswith out a warning, you broke my heart taken it baby, torn it apart and you left me standing, in the dark, cryin' said your love, for me was dyin' so come on baby, baby please and im beggin' you baby and im on my knees turn on your light, let it shine on me turn on your love light, let it shine on me hey! let it shine, let it shine, let it..
Wit chainsaws, and axes diggin
These demons while they're blood gushes
Ima jack these demons one by one
They call me Big Daddy Kane, why? Cause I get the job done
Now watch me jack these demons, hit em wit a gat
Show em how a real G suposed to act
Smugglin Bibles instead of gat
Rollin drop top cadillacs, puttin it down streets corners and shows
For all my foes, thug riders and patnas on death row
Really though
[Chorus]
Bone be the one wit the guns in his hand
Demons tryin to kill him, cause they no like him
Smugglin Bibles to countries filled wit comminism
Treehouse Lyrics
i can see the things she does for me i'm living in a treehouse i live in constant fear awakening must be near i'm sleeping in a dreamhouse a tine in the fork in the road is pointing to heaven but the sky is old a tine in the fork in the road is pointing at nothing cos it's all been sold i live w
ryin to preach them the WORD then convert to Christiani can see the things she does for me i'm living in a treehouse i live in constant fear awakening must be near i'm sleeping in a dreamhouse a tine in the fork in the road is pointing to heaven but the sky is old a tine in the fork in the road is pointing at nothing cos it's all been sold i live w
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[T-Bone]
Tryin to reach them pimps and thugs
Curb serves movin them major drugs
Gang bangin rollin 60's crips and them piru bloods
One love to all the preachas on the street corners
2 dubs for all my riders out in California
Peace to my patnas up in Frisco,
San Jose, East Palo Alto, Sacramento
Fresno, Vallejo, Richmond, Leandro
Oakland, Hayward, Los Angeles, Diego
Ya'll know, the golden state full of hate and drama
Marijuanna and thugs that shoot a quien las da la ganna
most got both hands on they're desert eagle
gotta w
Love Mercy Lyrics
Time: 2:52 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman Engineered by jim linker and rob klohs at dolphin sound in honolulu Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios Brian wilson/eugene landy I was sittin in a crummy movie with my hands on my
tch ya back cause here in California killins legalTime: 2:52 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman Engineered by jim linker and rob klohs at dolphin sound in honolulu Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios Brian wilson/eugene landy I was sittin in a crummy movie with my hands on my
Rollin regals, impalas, cadis and them el caminos
Hittin switches, best beware of all them hattin snitches
Takin pictures of west coast cali sunsets
Streets infested wit all them gang bangin ghetto vets
No regrets,my patnas dyin over them gangs and sets
Havin sex wit girls in mini skirts and pink barrettes
Whats next, sick of techs and all them ghetto birds
Smell of herb, and playboys sippin on the thunderbird
I'll scream until I'm heard, preach the WORD
In every alley, crack ghetto curb
Wit the beats and verbs
Anointed by the might God I serve
[Chorus]