[Timbaland] I ain't tryna be rude dude, but we tryna tear up the place, oh [Justin] (Timbaland) Hey Timbo (yeah) Don't you hate it when a dude starts
ostriches do. And im young and i still got a lot to prove I cant stop, wont stop unstoppable Elevator breaking down no more obstacles Till i heard a voice from the other
[Scribe] Yeah, 1, 2, yes yes Uh, Scribble is back Uh, I'm from Christchurch the place of my birth My home this earth, represent my peeps and there worth
Try to remember when life was slow Try to remember when you were young Try to remember when life was slow Try to remember when you were young [Scribe
Going back to the corner where i first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand
It's my own requiem The jester's tears They are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem Is the script
Weit weg auf der kalten seite geboren auf wachen mocht ich auf der warmen neben dir dies ist der anfang von meinem buch ohne ende ich schreib dir uber
And you lock the house to keep your secret from coming out I wont, No. I'm sorry because you're old news And my life is holding our heads to this gun
Can you write me the future can you write it right now? You and me owe a dept of gratitude to those who came before we are All part of god's big family
In un attimo una vita dentro me ma non capisco bene cos'e. Tremo ma stavolta io non cado piu e l'unica certezza che ho ma non mi spiego perche rido sfiorandoti
over that guy, that you just met when you were in the act Far from sober You're all over that guy you just met A black eye written in the script Right
Spooks Is on some other script That's why you be lovin' It My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It Hip hop originals spook rock
My head keeps saying no But my heart keeps giving in So hard to let it go When it's there, under my skin. Well if this is the face of a sinner And if
(feat. B.o.B) [The Script] I don't know why shes with me I only brought her trouble since the day she met me If i was her, by now, i would've left me
You call us heathens with zero respect for the law We are only songwriters just writing our songs and that's all We write what we live and we live what
It's my own requiem The jester's tears, they are inside me Agony's the script for my requiem Returning of the miracles It's my own requiem Is the script
Spooks is on some other script that's why you be lovin' it My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered it Hip hop originals Spook rock we
Traduzione: Wilcox, John. Con scritto per altri artisti.
