Somethings going on I don't know what I did But it worked out fine again Got you in my song It sounds like a hit It's gonna be alright again We're
Standing with a headache i try to fight but i cant deny the pain reservations what i got from the bottom to the top on the bottle 5 times a day standing
All my everything Inside is outside Soon before right now No one somewhere Come to go again Happiness is sad Beginning the end Someone nowhere My paining
It ain't the niggas that act hard it's the niggas that be like quiet-like It's the ones that put the slugs in your ass and tell your ass goodnight So
[Intro: Mr. Ski Talking] What up New York? Ugh, E-A-Ski, uha This is for my real niggaz in New York city, nigga What's up Kay Slay? You know, I'll get
Collect yourself as I break you down and pull the thorns from your crown. Once a pacifists maxim, he who dared not to fight, became a coulter-crusade
Well for a moment it was over then I don't think that it's over, now Now we can go on this way Like nothing happened; nothing changed a bit But I wouldn
there no one to share my feelings with? 'cause i've got a lot to share. but no one seems to care. there was a time when i felt alive. somehow those good times have passed
, I woke up today with the shakes again, It's 98 degrees and I can't take the noise, I'm living in a box and unemployed, Last night I passed out in all
When the day ends and church bells are ringing when the valley is shroudedin snow, when you?re feeling that hope somewhere vanished and there?s no
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving But how can they know it's time for them to go? Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming I
When you come around You make me feel so proud Isnt it common sense When you feel like this I would dance with you Even if there was no song We could
today? I thought we had everything, u left me here alone Please come back home 25 hours have passed me by (Me by) 25 hours have passed me by (They passed me by) 25 hours have passed
la ville en voiture, la nuit sans permis Rien nous etait interdit, police a nos trousses A ficher la frousse, seulement on s'echappait dans la brousse Et passait
Dedico una dedica che dedica non e ma che dedica diventa se e dedicata a te Ti presento alture in creta chiaroscuri fino all?ocra sembra che a soffiarci
Let the past be the past, Let the past be the past. On thing we share is memories. Cause our friendship has long since faded away. You choose to forget
In the back of this Nissan You make me so hot I love you on fire That's just what this song's about Hair pressed against the skin My fingers on your
I remember when it used to be easy Used to look cute watching the TV Used to lay there with wet hair After the shower picking what to wear But now you
