is a name couldn't have came at a better time this ends right now we gave all of ourselves to entertain you were only hurting us (ourselves) i'm a god
I'm a gentleman and you're a liar I expect the best of you but it's so hard, but it's so hard I'm a gentleman and you're a liar I expect the best of you
is a name couldn't have came at a better time this ends right now we gave all of ourselves to entertain you were only hurting us (ourselves) i'm a
Übersetzung: A Day To Remember. A Shot In The Dark.
you is a name couldn't have came at a better time this ends right now we gave all of ourselves to entertain you were only hurting us (ourselves) i'm a
judge a half a minute told 'dem have a nice day Suga slim and Baby got the charges threw away Gave the judge a half a minute told 'dem have a nice day
the things we'd grow to be Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank Shooting craps in the alley
be (there gotta be) a better way oh Yea ya gotta be willing to pray Cause there gotta be (there gotta be) a better day (ay) Whoever said that this struggle
you can catch me on top now, playin a club Throwin a shot down, tryin to stay above Ground, another ground-breakin day in the club Surrounded by my home thoughts, playin a
this movie I seen one time, About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck. He was shot down by a hungry kid trying to make a name for
wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked
thugs, double hennessey One shot to the nose, double energy I don wallabees, fucking remember me Guess who's back? The W embassy! Even in the dark we
myself Im thinkin suicidal thoughts i shot a gay preacher I dident do my homework so i shot my teacher I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d Then i
your boy remember me? I wanna talk to you scrap I remember being kicked out the house 'cause I looked just like you Said I'd be nothing but a crook just
a pound Come on.. [Chorus 2] [Kurupt] Let me tell em, the headless Horsemen nigga... I'm back, give me a fired up Mac Seventeen different sachels of