go straight to my heart Come into my door Be the light of my life Come into my door You'll never have to sweep the floor Come into my door Be the light
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Traduzione: Pungiglione. Straight To My Heart.
straight to my heart Come into my door Be the light of my life Come into my door You'll never have to sweep the floor Come into my door Be the light
hard You're the bright star in my chart You go straight to my heart Come into my door Be the light of my life Come into my door You'll never have
and rape whistles The alley cats manipulate the blocks with gutter magic Today my heart beats only out of habit Check it, it's like.. My man Jus used
for my kin Like the X-Men, my sense will be simile dressing and visually Pounce my flows round the rings of Saturn Gore-texxing, next section, jet-settin' My
Survival. Waah Mek Dem Vex Truuuuuuuu Miiiiiiiiiiiiii Sehhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Addi Ah Mi Daddy, Mi Proud Cah Ah Bad Man A My Dad, Fi That I'm Glad, Rise Up My Mag From My
sting But I still miss everything about you Straight to my heart Now every tear you cry goes Straight to my heart. Straight to my heart. Straight to your heart Straight
start actin like Sting and never speak When I cum/come in the ring, like a condom gettin smacked Knock your ass the fuck out and stamp my logo on your
never. Falling down .. staring straight in the face of my discontent. Calling out .. held down by the weight of the world .. NO! Lashing out .. my defiant heart pounds deep in my
stop breathin' for this one, no not for this one, theres another one and you make it so hard my reason for breathin in sixteen bars with your hand bag heart
when I hear it, it gets, me straight stirred It's mental trash so I'm pickin up the litter I ain't the one and I ain't, the nigger My people use this
middle of the ring Y'all can bang like I'm in the ping Before y'all hear the ding I bring the things that'll make ya sweat Make the blood sting You can
dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift One whiff of Pow U gets my Divine stiff Brick rock, late night, hear the tick tock of my clock I used
