the light my dear Drink up and drown your fears With a bottle of poison sold Now we know we wont be cold Our guardian angels Can't help us with this
Übersetzung: Die Prognose. Freebird 2: Diesmal ist es Personal.
into the light my dear Drink up and drown your fears With a bottle of poison sold Now we know we wont be cold Our guardian angels Can't help us with this
t deal with, late one night. And our lips locked like jail cells and your sex, it sells. That?s all that I know. And they say that she?s an hour glass
we'll fear the afterlife The life after this is over The life after this is over Exit, stage right Pack it up and call it a day Let's not forget where
To the end to the floor of my bed That's right Shit is tight like a man sittin' on dubbs That's what it was and that's what it's gonna be You know
Baby) [Breakdown:] Don't Stop Get It, Get It Don't Stop Get It, Get It Don't Stop Get It, Get It Don't Stop Get It, Get It Let Me Work That Body Baby
describe it I leave no time to myself the only way I can fight it When I'm alone it's like I'm staring into a mirror Don't know the person inside it and that's
Though I've seen it all and it's never been so clear You're not the person that I knew back then It's not to late to set this right cause everything
first in their life Cause we?re running out of time Something just from the new year Hey, Hey, Hey It's a moment that's not as bad it's what?s a part
jump out the window, it's safer jumpin out a plane I can't ditch my bitch, it's somethin 'bout her brain If she put her mind to it she could suck out
got, you got what I need Now shake that thang Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up Girl shake that thang Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up
dick goin' in If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it But they game is strong and they tongue
won't move on. This time it's real. This time it's war. The line has been crossed, this time you're going to pay. This song is not about a physical war. This
phone's tapped So I had to send word through my lil' homies Tell them niggaz this the year when they pull the trigger Shit, this is what you get, for
it ain't gonna feed us In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C. It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed They say Jesus is a kind man
today Did you get on your knees and pray To free you from this misery Thats not how life's supposed to be No need for you to carry shame There's no person
50 Cent It?s like everything?s good when I touch and you touch It smells like heaven Way better than a true love Your love let me taste it Come here let me taste it Time?s