:] Oh now Tell me who's that bitch I see climbing out your window Oh, hell, no I think I seen her face almost everywhere that we go Oh, hell, no Say it
Oh now Tell me who's that bitch I see climbing out your window Oh, hell, no I think I seen her face almost everywhere that we go Oh, hell, no Say
Übersetzung: Allerheiligen. Raise Hell.
Übersetzung: Allerheiligen. Hell No.
the troops like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through Black Jesus, hahahahaha He's like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us
I'm a little bit of everything all roled into one Chorus I'm a Bitch I'm a Lover I'm a child I'm a Mother I'm a sinner I'm a saint I do not feel ashamed
dog, A child or my wife I never looked at pornography I swear it on my holy saint mother's life But somehow she's down here with me The road to hell
convicted, he blew some punk away She did her best to raise him, but the world got in the way Chorus: Hey God - tell me what the hell is going on Seems like all
: You turn me off at the push of a button And you pretend that I don't mean nothing i'm not a saint, that's easy to tell But guess what, honey, it ain
and all; But in that room on the right, a dictator in life, We've been waiting for him here,as you can tell, For all the blood he's spilled, And for all
: Plead with my saint Wash his hands and feet Find his complaints Make this world complete And this heaven that I?m making Can?t come quickly enough
: [Nas - Speaking:] All I do is stay focused looking straight forward at the world and beyond. I feel people pulling me down. I feel some pulling me
terror of hell Flesh, I'm being dead Stopping at nothing to kill Saint, Caught in a moment of weakness Ended the greatness of all Sold, Half
You're a sick sad son of a gun And your right hand's a one way ticket to hell. READY GO! I am the saint of you you were a saint to me but I battle on
saint Below the grease, beneath the paint" I'm rolling like barrel Swinging like a gallows I'm rising up fast like all hell and all hallows Why do you
: I was hell-bent on destroying my powers of concentration While you were living like a saint And all the time the very one you trusted was washing off
