sometimes she wears a disguise- yes you do A story teller deals with life not Hope Girl if we got along better we'd be dope And that's the sound that a
Traduzione: Atmosfera. A Girl Named Hope.
Envy can make a motherfucker immature So can boredom, a buzz or the curse of being insecure C'mon now, some little trick with a marker and a chip On his
Buy a bop gun shoot a peace slug Drop a love bomb and give the world a hug One day I won't have to fear a cop, or a security guard, or a dope beat drop
more of that flavor [LL] Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it's a Rock the Bells
I see and see clear You never find love in this atmosphere Sometimes you gotta find a better place to be in Maybe go to a "mountain do" a little skiing
damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'mma make a
t need roads, roads And where we stop nobody knows, knows To the stars if you really want it Got, got a jetpack with your name on it Above the clouds in the atmosphere
if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a
kun In this order Ok! Oyamada keigo (cornelius) Cornelius? what's that? A grownup? A grownup. precisely. You mean like a person? A person yes
of that flavor [LL] Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it's a Rock the Bells
secret? Come get your feet wet Let me make up pet names for all your little regrets (Here let me buy you a drink as a token of my erection) Hoping that
a platypus feeling like a hippo, See the girls scream as soon as I step out the limo. Just because we share the same mic don't mean you nice either, really any shirt can be a
the biggest thing to hit these little kids Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes A few years ago an ex-girl of mine Asked me to keep her name out
I left St. Paulie Girl behind punctured the heart but it was for her own good left her sittin in the kitchen with the breakfast dishes And gave a name
-sense raises an oct of thought blocks With a firm grasp on the grudge they both clutched in the name of love Fear of the results had push ever came to shove Seduced for fun Produce a a
me Envy can make a motherfucker immature So can boredom, a buzz or the curse of being insecure C'mon now, some little trick with a marker and a chip on
