September 2010
I want you to know it's a little fucked up that I'm stuck here waiting, no longer debatin' Tired of sittin and hatin' and making these excuses It seems that one thing has been true all along You don'
Much respect to all the people thinking green Not just the color but the message in between Well Mr. tough guy who fights physically When all the people really need is some peace It are these moments
I’ve got a feeling that we can be a better friend Simply complimenting every now and then In the morning I wake up and miss the night before Cuz I love the music more and more
Well it’s a struggle – everyday we’re stressing, but what’s a life without dedication? I’m trying to pick up the souls intention to soak in music relaxation
We gon' light it up Like it's dynamite Cause I told you once Now I told you twice We gon' light it up Like it's dynamite
I'm gonna see the same lies coming in the next 4 years, so pardon me if I don't cry when your election goes the way it did. They say that we elect our leaders to lead forward and make decision. but i
<3 Deep down in Jamaica close to Mandeville there lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode he could play his guitar like ringing a bell He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Mama said son you