Listen now I am afraid of everything when you told me I was special it was the happiest moment for a long long time Listen now I keep forgetting
Listen now, I am afraid of everything When you told me I was special It was the happiest moment for a long, long time Listen now, I keep forgetting your
Traduzione: The Knife. Listen Now.
: Listen now I am afraid of everything when you told me I was special it was the happiest moment for a long long time Listen now I keep forgetting
Listen now I am afraid of everything when you told me I was special it was the happiest moment for a long long time Listen now I keep forgetting your
In less than 24 hours, your body'll be on ice This dirty game ain't nothing nice, don't let it jack knife own ya I'm knocking on boys do's for my feddy
While you're under the sheets You with the stars in your eyes Letter box noise Snapping the day into life Newspaper boys Cutting the mist like a knife
Then Malcom and Martin put together Oh Lord only knows where we'll end up Remember what Pac said Watch the f**kin signs But we wasn't listening Too busy trippin off his shine Now
cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news Tray pound's in the house, bad news 40 Kal's in the house, bad news I got a knife in the house
knocked if they start askin' question, my name end up in all types of shit I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo' sho', whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich Now
death purposes in my head now it's your turn to feel the knife don't pray to save your soul, you are lost... Now... I'm the king again and I... feel
rout your manouvers Cause my soldier recruiters murder producers Who'll blast holes through your promo-poster With black bazookers, we now playin dice
't try to rob me, I got that heavy metal You in the dirt now, you underground now Can't make a sound now, you wanna clown now? [Hook: x2] Stop playin
baby, won't you be my wife Cutting me wide open with a kitchen knife Everybody said that she is underage Honky tried to shoot me with a 7 gage Now I
of frogs and flies So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right No score on
[Verse 1] Parachute ratty, one bunk cord now the air is scooped badly Dripping out the sticks like a twig-tweed hammock Miter cut the cables for that
the money that I put aside And that Jill is having your baby Now you're sorry and you want to come clean, Well thank you anyway So go ahead now and
