: Dreh den Finger um , zeig ihn auf dich Opportunistisch, Taten lugen nicht Wie ein Fahnchen im Wind , Mal so und mal anders Kategorisch mit dem Strom
Übersetzung: Ewigheim. Rückgrat.
Oh doch sehr gern, dies ist die Antwort Wenn du mich fragst, ob ich dich mag Kehr mir den Rucken zu, gib mir ein Beil Kehr mir den Rucken zu, und frag
Dreh den Finger um , zeig ihn auf dich Opportunistisch, Taten lugen nicht Wie ein Fahnchen im Wind , Mal so und mal anders Kategorisch mit dem Strom,
: I won't see my dear friends as much Male friends especially, I'll no longer be in touch I'll change my hobbies to match yours I'll stop reading
: If you need a shoulder To cry on I'll be your lighthouse When it's dark out If you should feel unsure Or nervous Just know that you're worth it You
: Too busy rushing through a go-nowhere career?! you think you're free! one man's success is another man's struggle and another man's war one man's
PINELESS Music: Erik Sanko Lyrics: Chris Maxwell (?) I'm made of clay Anything you say Will determine the shape I take And look my way A vast delay Between
Well, well, well Well, well, well, well Oh baby, listen to me Just got laid off from work today I can't go home, what am I gonna say? Guess I'll go to
I won't see my dear friends as much Male friends especially, I'll no longer be in touch I'll change my hobbies to match yours I'll stop reading my favorite
Indestructible On this rock I lie But I'm alive for good And I just free myself now From all what was wrong Break the unbreakable All the stars Fearlessly
[Bonus Track] No one here to take away The pain I'm going through No one here to share This moment Empty walls stare back at me Laughing at my pain I
Now I'm give it to ya straight, gram for gram Partna, ya see it on the plate Ya can't fuck with us, with that touch and bust We got taste and smell, and
I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell 'em) I'm still buckin' like five, deuce, four, tre I come through swervin
It's like that y'all, oh my, it's like this It's like that y'all, no, uh-uh, it's like this It's like that y'all, no, uh-uh, it's like this It's like
We get the work, we do the dirt We drop the vert on the car We bend the corner off the floor Because they know who we are Yes, yes, y'all We on a money
Hey, hey, stay sharp as fuck Tell 'em, get that right and straighten that up Fat Face, the man of hundred grand Work the mic with precise precision, knahmsayin
One time SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat Can't a day go by, one of these villains don't die Won't try to