do something real to you Like a real brother is suppose to do Tell me how you feel baby I'll give you something real baby I just wanna do something real
something real to you Like a real brother is suppose to do Tell me how you feel baby I'll give you something real baby I just wanna do something real
Traduzione: Truth Hurts. Qualcosa di reale.
Latifah] Dane was never taught her life was worth something But when people don't try to improve it makes me want to hurt something You want to be somebody
Thought of everything I want to love I want to feel Find peace Find the real I'll trade these lies for something right I will kill what hurts with something
is there Something I did that you feel is better then whats here at home and I know a bitch could do bad on her own you're not alone The way you hurt
The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt
buzz, a disturbing experience A real shock, I?m going nuts Tangled titles still linger in my head The harsh new reality, revisited [Pre Chorus:] The gloves are off. And truth hurts
new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh!, ahh!) All you can do, what you can do is recognize the truth! Realize these signs could pertain
the truth is revealed, these fake niggas seem real Still sealing they faith, and making injured reserved Something that they expereinced, no longer something
ever conceive She's love She's truth She's real, as real as the stars that shine in the heavens As real as the sun that bathes her body, As real as the
Don't lie to me tell me something true 'cause i'm only free when i look at you and you look so good it hurts and love, i come undone chorus but i don
s beauty in this place, (It helped me I'm staying) it took me all these years to realise. (These blows mark a new deal) (The truth is the threat's real
is doing something different. Meredith: Bet that one's a heavy one . . . Carl: The way they feed . . . Don: You know? Something people can . . . can . . .
(feat. Eastwood, Spider) [repeat x2] Oh the real, the row Oh the real, y'all hoes [Eastwood talking] The row, dogghouse is 'em Fuck 'em, representing
me just one more truth It was the last time Don't let him take all my love I know it was all my fault Give me just one more truth It was the last
you plotted Ways to make cream and took the profits elsewhere money grip As far as I'm concerned your ass best not slip Or get hit and injected with the truth