I'll be there Chorus: I'll fight hell to hold you, no river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you by my side I'm gonna fight hell
night, I'll be there I'll fight hell to hold you No river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you By my side I'm gonna fight hell to hold
: I'll fight hell to hold you, no river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you by my side I'm gonna fight hell to hold you, till time
Traduzione: Bacio. Mi batterò Hell To Hold You.
slightly All of a sudden, she stopped acting politely I said "Just kiss me instead of trying to dis me. 'Cause when I'm gone you'll be hollering you miss me. You
all wet I'm done to bang that apple pie for hours then I jet I'll never buy them prostitutes when I stand I hate them baldhead bitches wit no finger nails
I run with straps? I made it, tell Fe-Fe don't worry, I scrambled and scurried but only my lungs collapse Surely I'll make you a song for that, how could
I can't lose I had to put our love affair on hold, so I hope you don't think I'm trying to do you wrong, and leave you out in the cold girl Me and you
Comotose, ya'll boast about holdin' totes We hold's parties, and sign our labels Pacardi Hardly ya girl next door, beofre I was B'More I was C-4, now I
mountain alone (Ain't gotta climb this mountain) Just take my hand (Take my hand) And I'll wait for you And you can be strong (I'll fight you when you
like laffy taffy I got a joke on every rapper You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T I'll let you shit first, when I start shittin the toilet overflows And I
make 'em think I got celery Hell and I do sometimes, still the sunshine ain't even all day (Yeah) The life of a baller, ain't even all play I stack 'em
a raye of light It was you're baby sayin' No... You aint gotta climb this mountain alone Just take my hand And I'll fight for you,when and you can
hell is here No more time to waste All I feel is burning rage in me I win, you lose You`ve got nothing to say You die, I live Get down and pray It`
save my steeple, I visited people; for this I'd gone when I met Little John. His name came, I understood, when the judge said "You're a robbing hood
