(feat. Vultcha) You on the ropes son, got you stunned, the bell rung And we the champions, pass the belt, we just won Ain't no decisions, hands down
The first time I saw you Was the first time I saw me For what I was And what I could be We like all the same things Except you don't like yourself I'
Since I was a kid I?ve watched what I?ve said My tongue?s cut and swollen From all the times I?ve bit I held everything in Played dumb I did Now everyone
Urla.. urla piu forte qui non si sente In fondo non si sente Urla, urla piu forte Entro stanotte o non succede niente E la sola voglia di ballare Sarei
i found a girl with a pretty face i tied a rope around her waist i know when she's in and when she goes out well there ain't nothing to guess about
Haa haaa, haa haaaa prrrraaa,prrrraaa Double G Army pprrraaa tje tje tje Double G Army Ju ka ardh funi krejtve robt n'pidh jau qifsha heyy you motherfucker
No one to cry to no one to say goodnight No one to tell my troubles to No one to sigh to no one to hold me tight No one to cheer me when I'm blue I go
The dust left beating in my chest has filtered through my ribcage and now rests upon my palms so hear these my last whispered words but dont let me
A sunny smile A generic world is clean A sunny smile A generic world is clean White soft rope Is methin White soft rope White soft rope
have to blow my candle out To make yours look brighter So save your breath We always see other's faults, never our own Soon we'll be dangling from the end of our rope
[Joe Budden] The game is foul at both ends of it There's no freedom of speech 'cause of this little thing we call censorship As if that don't narrow
she thinks I could rope the moon In her eyes there is nothing I can't do When I think it's out of reach She's the reason I still try She thinks I could rope
{Refrain:} Non, ne criez pas, ne criez pas, ne criez pas .... Oh non .... Non, ne criez pas, ne criez pas, ne criez pas .... Oh non .... J' ai tellement
Dat Da Jump Rope [Chorus:] Crank Dat Jump Rope,Crank Dat Jump Rope,Crank Dat Jump Rope,Crank Dat Crank Dat Jump Rope Crank Dat Jump Rope,Crank Dat Jump Rope,Crank Dat Jump Rope
Growing up as an inner city brotha where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me and
I get psychedelic with a pen and a pad Rooming up in NO it's about that critical Find it difficult to be so analytical I'm filled with hope The rope
the south Shut your mouth, shut your do you little freak ass hoe I'm bout tired of all this damn east and west coast shit Especially when other niggaz
love/nah eat this dick I love my music but I hate this shit! [Chorus] [Verse Two] Now take this ring - I thee wed Tongue-kiss each other and jump in