a screaming siren - a pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete - a baby waiting and stray dog howling - the screech of brakes and lamplights blinking - that's entertainment
screaming siren Pneumatic drill on ripped-up concrete Baby wails, a stray dog howling Brakes screech as lamp light blinking That's entertainment, that's entertainment
Traduzione: Face To Face. C'era una volta Hollywood.
gift to entertain, to those who complain They just jealous mayn, I guess that's the case So I sustain, to keep them haters out my face [Hook] [H.A.
on the line yo money never slept that's why I barely get blessed that's why I rarely go out, unless it's love at the club time is bread, that's what
studio with Mister-Mister Along with that Basket Case I can't forget about my partners on that Face II Face What's up? So chill with that Southern funk
the mornin', puts her face on grabs a cup o' coffee then she's on that phone.. (Chorus) That woman loves to Talk (...she loves to talk...talk) Yeah, she's
(feat. Richie Rich) [Ager Man & Bart] Mobb life mutha fucka! (It's Mobbin life) Eh man is this that Blunt Funk? (That One Step Beyond bombation shit
the park And live with the question alone that's meddlin hard What if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids Think about that
I recommend, that when I squeeze the puss from your skin you pretend it ain't happenin Cause everywhere is my stompin grounds When MC's stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest You the slowest rapper that
-home and know the roads I studied with the finest combs stuck under my thumb As opposed to the loaded nose who pray Armageddon is numb And that's unevenly
translate your face til it atrophy I let the schadenfreude boy out actually Deployed to void with grin to watch laughingly (Yeah bitch) Pass the P's it's
green Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face Twelve hour solid gold entertainment Other shit to sell from other ships that
your mind, eliminate the superficial Have a backbone, for Christ's sake, this isn't a dress rehearsal It's our lives, it's all that's given, repercussions
me some stupid line In some stupid bar I see the same shit everyday The landscape looks so bleak I think I'll take the first one of you's home That does
rat," he says, "that's where the truth is at" That's where the truth is at That's where the truth is at And everything seems to have gone terribly wrong that