the 50's Stock 'em and cop a Bentley Bring the big wigs I question what you're here for, Lets just grab life by the horns Get ripped, ride hard Release all ya fantasies
me treat you that way When you need me baby, yeah! Just call me Are you into this If not we can do that 'cause when we get together it's like Lena Horne
this kiss of trust Dapper than the morning dew Tonight has chosen me and you And girl I vow to make everyone Of your fantasies come true I can hear, horns
henny big, excellency No fake shit, wrong recipe, war speciality Meet the headless heat [Trigga - Money Makin' Operation] Recognize, direct from them cats that fantasize
honey, no butterfly should be denied its wings... He was kick ass rocking horse! He was like a hell bent tied to the Gavin pole He was a one time fantasy
High in the sky where eagles fly Morgray the dark enters the throne Open wide the gate friend the king has come Blow the horn and praise the highest
Between the sunset's bloodstained veil, Thy horned prospect reflects on me. The he-goat above - The she-goat below Cried through beads of mirrored tears
in the text of Scourge And cleft through the veil of the virgin Purity is to live To the highest; and the highest is unjust [chorus:] Fantasizing to
always sure Before and then my heart should be adored and cain't front, another ignore It's Aquarius love and highly secure Daje Mahal, and really gettin in and fantasize
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless
Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures Bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures At their best(X2) Punk rock, shell toes Horns and halos
heart reeled with grave poetry.... From grace I fell in love with Her Scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest "Erotic, laden fantasies
give a fuck Each day is a blessin, I'ma live it up Put ya best South fit in the cleaner (Da-da-dun-da-dunnn) Hit the horn like Leana I never seen a, party
curb, candy coated bird the sun got my candy lookin good enough to eat you can tell by the way the girls act across the street hit the horn, but no stallin
fading light Balanced on their knives Little parts of lives Such a strange reality Kill the unicorn Just to have its horn Soon he's just a fantasy
the land of fantasy Come in I saw ?em marching, immortal legions I saw the land of the cyclops From the peak of the mountains I sounded the horn on