you think is hidden that Will be shown if you ask There's a light that can bring you surface When you think it's over As fire glazes the city Our eyes
History is all a mystery, Fiction's all we ever have, You worship Nico, You spit on Yoko, Here's another thing that you don't know We are nothing more
Confiance, confiance, beaucoup te mettent en confiance, Ma 3eme science a moi, c'est la mefiance, D'apres moi, si t'a du bon sens, tu ne peux laisser
[Eightball:] Ain't it funny the things we do to get paid? The shit we do to show niggas that we ain't afraid. Yeah, I got my education on the streets
This isn't about that anymore. It's getting hard to get off the floor. But we're gonna try anyways. I call shotgun, and I'm not getting out. Paid
Don't ever trust a woman Until she's dead and buried Yes don't ever trust a woman Until she's dead and buried One day she'll say that she loves you And
Trust in me, just in me Shut your eyes and trust in me You can sleep safe and sound Knowing I am around Slip into silent slumber Sail on a silver mist
e tra noi (forse) Forse (potrebbe capitare) Potrebbe capitare (anche) Anche A me un mal d'amore E allora certamente A te ricorrerei E ti confiderei Il
(Chorus) 2x If you hate us you gone like us If you like us you gone hate us But one thing you can say is we some seroius paper chasers Cause friends
rarara... demo ne rarara... demo ne kizuato wa wasurenai tame karada ni kokoro ni nokoshitsudzuketeru itasa wo tomonai wakatta koto wa nido to kurikaeshi
This is a ghetto fairytale It was two weeks before my son's birthday D.T's ringing my bell (Ma'am we need to ask a few questions) They told me the Raid
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Cormega] Yo, I write rhymes, for niggas at night time Consider your life mine Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes My time I'm livin
, to release my pain Put the needle to the record, not the needle to the vain Simple and plain, I aim with both hands in confidence I aim with two hands in confidence
What? Ugh, what? Ugh Yeah (ha ha) check it out Are you a rapper or a criminal who's tired of livin minimal These labels wanna burn you, so a lotta rappers
So baby read my lips were going down like sinking ships and every single night under the moon light darling i try to hold you closely as we start falling
Gonna see some good times Some times to make up for when I'm not feeling well I must be due some great times 'Cause right now I feel like hell Never
