'm alone This song was meant for you It had a happy ending But you had to change your mind I don't know what happened Thought that you would never leave Is a song
, yeah This song was meant for you It had a happy ending But you had to change your mind And I don't know what happened Thought that you would never leave Is a song
Traduzione: Terza Giornata. Questa canzone è stata Meant For You.
m alone This song was meant for you It had a happy ending But you had to change your mind I don't know what happened Thought that you would never leave Is a song
of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's Restaurant. You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant You can get anything you want at
livin like slaves, modern day style Save the children, make em cry for me now Save the children, make em cry for me now [Outro: Culture] Cry for
you know Mook a clap The last cat that slept on Cass, he took a nap You cats will go "night-night" for the right price So I suggest you show respect if you
[Verse 1: Chip tha Ripper] Way back in my day, when it was all about spitting music was crazy I fuck with Nas and Master P was my Jay-Z Jigga was spitting
C-Murder] Yeah, check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit Ya know, this is for you, you hear
did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
gave you silent treatment for about 3 months - wanted you to know how much you were hurting me and you said, "I'm not good at goodbyes." ................................... I was in Utah for
cuz if you can take a fucking dick, you can take a joke I choke your friends in front of you, to prove that you fallen off and you won't do shit about
shorty I'm sayin, I knew you since you was like yay high, y'knamean You out here whylin' out, you really need to cool out with all that! [JD] Please, you
the tens and twelves bumpin in the back This is for the players, hustlas, pimps and macks With the Benz makin ends I mean them paper stacks This is for
the same for everyday, i mean breedas getting stabbed and mothers snorting off their prams ooohh ooohh ooohh You see this life it aint a joke, where im from you
