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
cannot just freeze me out like that. Please talk to me. Lily: I thought we we're friends, I thought we told each other everything but I guess I was wrong
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
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: Lamar. Script altri.
Traduzione: South Park: Bigger colonna sonora, Longer intero (altre tracce). Script più grande, più lungo, e Uncut.
Traduzione: Spooks. Script altri.
'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
] [Verse 2:] California ain't always sunny California nose kinda runny Might go to church on Sunday And sell dope on Monday One hand on the scale, the other
yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz,
who it is when we spit (WHAT) What we live in your cribs (WHAT) With a gift that enrich (WHAT) What you feel for this hit (WHAT) Summertime type script
to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your
