Tough love, you keep on telling me lies I can fantasize but know I realize You're still hungry for my love But you should've ate huh, huh Tough love,
Traduzione: Before Dark. Tough Love.
tough and hid what's inside hold your head high gettin' fucked up and throwin' dice as bad as yours and bad enough I'm sure my heart wants to love but
're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies, Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that dark rhythm in her soul. But
at the ceili All the boys we loved so well So handsome young and charming They?re in New York and Boston now They should be home here farming My own true love
Is it cause big girls be tough beneath the C-cups Pull up to your club, ten deep, three trucks Rovers for the winner, with the seats heating up Oh the tint too dark
come ball With my guitar and me soprano We can give you sweet head I'm tough as glass and clean as night Well if looks can love we can love all right
You have a bond for the light , shinin' bright from the sky. Raise up and shit on the dark, in your thoughts darkness dies. Fall in love with your life
some love But when I die you can have everything except my gurl And when I die make sure you keep up the love for the dope And when I die remember to minimize your love
There's a stormy vision, stars before my eyes. I seem to have this fear of the dark, that only love defies. And I'm walkin' as if in a trance, and I
Aqualung cultivates the blue oyster shellfish I design my Blurs before swine And form rhymes that take you to a world before time Where living things
The more that I write the more she forgets the love Attention can't be spent in both places at once Even right now I know she's getting furious A dark
Go get the gat, and take the 40 out your hand I love all my niggaz, I could never be a traitor Illyad, as a fact, like my nigga Dark Raider In a different
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rebel I.N.S., your highness AKA Ayatollah, the high roller, title holder For my nigga J-Love, Brace yourself.. [Verse 1] 1, 2, yo,
the suit in the box under the ground fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual
it takes 2 weeks to write a line I giveth distribute the punches nobody throws rougha my flows tougha than leather love it when my foes suffa too rough
sentence Like all I got left to live is ten seconds The clock's ticking, this could be my last song My last will if you will before I pass on I'd like