's all used up There's nothing left to trust Yeah it's all used up You went and used it up Rolling all five As everything is cut to size Rolling all
you'd know I wasn't lying now I'm done trying To convince you that I'll never go Cause we're all used up I had a card up my sleeve Question is whether
Übersetzung: Sloan. Alle Gebrauchtwagen Up.
expected you'd know I wasn't lying now I'm done trying To convince you that I'll never go Cause we're all used up I had a card up my sleeve Question
t Boy don't even try to... Boy this beat is crazy This is how they made me Used to take us baby This goes out to all my girls that's in the club rocking
much But I still care, la la la la Boy, maybe if you care enough I wouldn't have to care so much What happened to our trust? Now you just given up You used
here for me There are no girls in here As far as I can see Only pin-up posters Looking down at me Watching papercups of coffee Growing cold before my eyes All
love the rain You gave it up But all in vain You couldn't change You know the score So bittersweet To be adored We had it all You gave it up You
: Oranges on appletrees Bugs that mate with bumblebees Oranges on appletrees Water comes and water goes Where it ends up no-one knows for sure Water
Could feel the same Maybe you'd complete Could share your name Anywhere you look Pages of a book Everything she took Never let it keep you down Holding out for used Broken up
was I, a little boy My shadows they're not new My soul's split in two Lord, I thought that it was you This Christmas snow that falls Gives silence to us all
the one I used to be is it me? hiding deep, inside of me is it you? passed by youth, make me believe carrying a lie I?m locked up inside this box hangin
m a hot boy, people know whats happening with me Took the chrome of all my whips and put 'em on factory I could do that, shit real round here Ask a nigga, all
done bounced back, I'm here to clear my name up And while I'm doin that, I'm bout to fuck the game up A year ago, I was fucking my bangs up Now I'm on
tomorrow Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true Every year I'm bustin heads, pullin out something new Fucking the game up
em This nigga used to catch bad bitches and mack em He used to serve niggas work out of town and tax em He used to take his walk up on niggas and wack
on these hoes don't be paying for these hoes, put that bozack on these hoes the B.G. don't give a mannie mutha fuck bust a nut and I'm up I'm the type
: [Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it
