calling it constructive criticism And all of your negativity has been recycled into motivation And I am still the American dream Amazing grace, how
to this than meets the eye, Everybody drinks Martini dry, And talks about clothes and the latest styles. Chorus: They said she did it With grace. They
of darkening woods There winds my path, narrow and fading Let this twilight linger upon me Moon and stars take over when sun has fled And bring her
, my love, and go I would not you see me so" Fare you well and I would not weep Bid you tend your prayers to keep Hill by dale now I must go To the forest
And with Sinista on the scratch (maaaan) You know I'm rippin' this wax cause Buckwild came with the pimpinest track And with style and grace, I'll punch
Turn, my love, and go I would not you see me so" Fare you well and I would not weep Bid you tend your prayers to keep Hill by dale now I must go To the
my love, and go I would not you see me so" Fare you well and I would not weep Bid you tend your prayers to keep Hill by dale now I must go To the forest
