The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent Blinded, society got to be reminded of my diary Because tragically I carry thee Misery of centuries
want to see the sun (see the sun) I want to be the one now to tell you that you?ll forever shine Shiiiiiineeeeeee, let it shine ya Shiiiineeeeeeee, let is shine, shinee
Black Spiritual, United States, 18th or 19th Century My Lord, what a morning! My Lord, what a morning! Oh, my Lord, what a morning when the stars begin
call The children start remembering The bearers and the pall And though their many-colored sweaters Are reflected in the glass And though the sun shines
Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant, Jay-Z, Mystikal P. Diddy, Allen Iverson, Snoop Dogg, DMX Styles P, Shine,
of my life was meeting you That windy autumn day at Malibu Your diamond eyes that shine The rubies of your mind Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
From the Albums: * Paradise in distress * Last blast of the century Devil just bought a brand new Devil just bought a brand new Devil just bought a brand
demons spreading in the air A preacher calling for one great attack Freedom!!! We don't fall out Cry On!!! Magic forces on Spikes shining under sun
last, I'm long lost (but it won't last) Minions cast opinions as they crowd outside my getaway Hooray! Toast today! Begin this Social Event of the Century
Music in the air Plucked from the centuries Presented in the form Of a song by you to me Seagull in the air Floating on the updraft See me on the ground
Well, the stars have all gone And I'm glad, you've come along We could comprehend our condition by the moon Oh but they've ordered the moon not to shine
Sailing of the century - a human life raft floating the jaws of the void approaching - growing closer by the hour Played lottery with destiny - could
Demise Hearts Are Mortified By The Gloom Cold That Burns The Life Turns Eyes Into Ice Night Is Pierced With Flame - -With The Crimson Shining Of Lightnings
Flowers Of The Evil Through The Steadfastness Of Centuries Growing Up Are The Dead Stalks Dimly Glaring In The Moonshine Are Cold Roses Putrid Stench
fall I turn to heed my inner call To feel the gap within my soul I must find the one inside the whole Flawless belief, is what my eyes see A shining figure
was dumb, deaf and blind Now we on the incline, build with one mind Came a long way, but, yo, we still far behind So, uplift the mind, god, rise and shine
that I be- (Preparation H) Preparation H, you didn't even let me finish my rhyme Just shut up for one more time, while I just shine, on this Microphone