The Prize

Thu, 12/29/2016 - 23:20 -- IbnLeon

The Prize

To Have and Have Not

I think not

Sweet Smell of Success

Settle for no less

Up before Sunrise

Eyes on The Prize

Left the Underworld

Had to retire

 

Run away from that

Like a Man on Fire

Being an Easy Rider

Yeah doin' things right

No Weird Science

Nah, keepin' it tight

No Trading Places

Abandoning True Lies

Trouble Along The Way

Keep your eye on The Prize

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