Anywhere you go You can find it You can make it As long as you only know that In times you feel so cold In times you feel so cold And when it
you go You can find it You can make it As long as you only know that In times you feel so cold In times you feel so cold And when it gets you
Traduzione: Fool's Garden. Freddo.
Buddha chimes She slips me ruffies Receding hairlines She's all right...touching my body She's all right...on my computer She's all right...selling me watches She's
these guts I spit flames, beat niggaz like Rick James get aim Cause like Pac's attraction I grip thangs And it's hard and cold it'll make ya heart a cold
act funny for the money if ya rollin' in dough, she'll treasure ya instead of a pager she carries a cash register it's cool for the fool that just happens
Shit was 'posed to been squashed [E-40] I've got a hunch; meet me at the Olive Garden spot let's do lunch Fool and dem tried to pass the buck and set
Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold It's
"yeah, ugh, yeah" Fools goin' crazy cause that nigga 'Ren is back... [Verse 2: Cold 187um] What's up, dog, it's on once again, let them fools know When
want! No. That's not the way to do it. Power...That's not the way to do it. Paradox No. It's your world No. It's your world No. It's your world NO!
that come near So we stand guard over our bag of fool's gold Never bowing our heads for the souls that we sold And it's cold for the heart that stays
flow, master mouth I'm dirty like, down south I murder you, when I pronounce south every verbal feud, I'm a bounce south get to serve a fool, cause I
we made we brought the North Head close aboard. So's we saw the cliff and houses and the breakers running high, And the coastguard in his garden, with
can glisten as the rain runs for the mountains. Diamond nights and neon lights ? she?ll take your breath away. The suitors have been many, and I wonder if there?s any bigger Fool
over there in the corner? She may be here but she's very far away Once the night's getting old and you think you're getting closer You'll be the fool 'cause she's
cut to a mini truck Better not be trippin never slippin It's just another mothafuckin grave that I'm diggin Forties swiggin got a nigga bent and wanna kill Fools
