higher the highs, well the harder the fall The faster the rat race, the slower the call I know it's all lies, but just tell me some more The higher the highs
Traduzione: The Ordinary Boys. Più alto è il Highs.
some more The higher the highs, well the harder the fall What did I ever do to deserve you? Oh, what have I done? [Chorus x 2] Well, the higher the highs
Or Make U Izitch The Pearl Meth Wit The Tuss Some Like The Mizix Caught Into They Phsyics, & How They Wanna Dizip Yo Becareful, It Aint Ya Ordinary Liquid
nightshift?s takin? over No need to tell you cuz? you?ll know When the girls are in the word is out They?ve come to steel the show My heels are high -
ordinary stick-up I'm well aware just what you're looking for I am no ordinary I am no ordinary (ah, ah, ah) What a criminal world The boys are like
J. [First Verse] Now we some real high-stepper boys And a repper boys Everywhere we go they call us cayenne pepper boys Yes you better believe It's P-N-C, the boys
to the T.O.] "Killa you're face to face with Scarface" [Scarface:] Now here it comes (boom) motherfuckers die hard till the end Mr. Scarface not your ordinary
but he?s nothing to teach you He just wants to make noise He?s an ordinary guy he?s got nothing to hide He?s just one of the boys
blow Eternally superlative, blindfolded learn to drive at night up on a girder bridge, heard a "NO!" Talib dirty nervousness, yes the boys are back Oh yes the boys
don't blow my high Now, don't blow my high Don't blow my high When I'm sippin' that purple rain Don't blow my high Sippin' good right now [Incomprehensible
do it [Verse 1: Wale] Smooth mo'fucka, let me do this mo'fucka Riding shotgun uptown, blowin out the bubble Tints ain't legal, I ain't ordinary people
over No need to tell you A''cause youA'll know When the girls are in the world is out TheyA've come to steel the show The heels are high - my stile is
Yeah one two Yeah one two (One two, one two) For the city We stay high, stay fly Stay real, for real Live good, Stay right For the city We stay high
no ordinary stick-up I'm well aware just what you're looking for I am no ordinary, I am no ordinary What a criminal world The boys are like baby-faced boys
the window, do you know Us know? Have we changed? Have you seen us here Before? Do you remember long ago You summoned us across the high frontier Of sleep