be the better part of my life Something to hold on to white knuckle tight I wait for something You gave me nothing I wait for something real Something real
part of my life? Something to hold on to white knuckle tight I wait for something You gave me nothing I wait for something real Something real In the
the better part of my life Something to hold on to white knuckle tight I wait for something You gave me nothing I wait for something real Something real
Traduzione: Suolo. Qualcosa di reale.
Life For all you think is Right... [Verse 1] Right here and now, is where it goes down in the Underground, we didn't even hear a sound when the top soil
known better, you went behind my back and you had to mess with something like that My love grew to hatred, your love is not the... I've been rehabilitated You had a real
much for you to do I've come to take you over, then it's up to you Be like the light, in the shadows Throw down your mask and be real Don't wish to win
concerning the real world is carefully controlled, Why else would fiction have such licence? We are allowed to see endless theatrical deaths, But when the real
a lifetime And wisdom I pick up along the way I received the spit from a snake And the snare cut real deep I was caught in her womb Something spreading
ground Cuz there's a war goin' on, There's a war, war, war, goin' on Mama's leavin' daddy cuz Daddy wasn't happy They're both searchin' for something
floors, more applause. You've been here all the time, like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil, yes deep in the soil. So we'll end with
look what we've created And I believe inside you'll find something that is dear and I know my heart will find the only thing that's real Love One
been led astray I must retaliate "Why?" Because they made it that way "Word" Fully educated rhyme spray My way is to give you something to cling to So
he was bonkers Well Dappy and his crew N-Dubz have become hot Everybody's rooting for em both Nevermind the Buzzcocks What about Tinchy's beef with that dude Forgot his name something
room for something real arrogance and ego wrapped around every word shouted from the pulpit as a judgment to control these were my roots my seed was thrown in shallow soil
are low. There's something that i'd love to show you. [Chorus:] I'm just like a tree. I'll grow roots underneath you. This ground used to be nothing but soil
nine one Brenda got a baby girl my age had a son Real shit from a real nigga who ya'll mocked Real game from a real place it's about to be hot Since Too
Africa got 4 wives y'all both fine want me to just one, on the under maybe y'all two could do a little something something Cause i don't mind as many
