surgeon kissed her and enhanced her Then my well-missed sister was burgeoning with cancer The transcendentalist had shown her the answer You're never alone when you
Iron Man blowin the mic You motherfucken right Live highlight then I seen him Nigga was raw, stepped in Bitches flexin' next to him Bad Mexicans What up showin' you love You
the real friends that serve you long Your memories might fade Your real friends will serve you long Sunshine or rain Your real friends will serve you
surprisingly good for you I won't go on if I'm boring you But do you understand my point of view? Do you like what you hear, what you see And would you
them, promote them Don't blame them, you're the same [Che:] Goodnight and thank you Emilio You've completed your task What more can we ask of you now
been your year, Miss Duarte Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte Which are the roles that you yearn to play? Whom did you sleep ... dine with
your year Miss Duarte Tell us where you go from here Miss Duarte Which are the roles that you yearn to play Whom did you sleep--dine with yesterday?
Red and silver on the leaves Fallen white snow runs softly through the trees Madonnas weep for wars of hell They blow out the candles and haunt Noel The missing
You make me laugh, ha ha ha You make me laugh, ha ha ha You make me laugh, ha ha ha I hear you want to be an icon like Madonna like a virgin You ask
, the spoils of war, the knickers, the bras, momentos to give you support. While the bombs drop around, you fumble in dreams, with blank eyes see the corpses you
said you take the high road I'll take the low And I'll meet you somewhere they don't know Lalalalalala Girl this time I think I went to far When I met you
Mami you miss me, don't you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? You should call me uncle I understand I'm back by popular demand That new CL sly
that platinum shit you bought? Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain't my fault Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky Next time you see me, address me like, "Miss
. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me
Dumbasses by the masses You betta think so hard you fuckin shatta yo glasses [Chorus] Think for yourself man don't do like they do, it's a sick world, you
perfume his grave Oh miss madonna won't you let me underneath your halo 'Cause it's raining hard Raining hard in this abyss Miss madonna... Oh miss madonna where you
Benedictine, sister to Isis and the Black Madonna Mysteries and magic and goddess of the Nile She could read the stars Knew the secrets of the day And
gettin' that inferior feelin' I hope you feel it in your soul, spiritual healin' Take a look at yourself the mirror's revealin' If you ain't got it you
