go mash it down, in the life man has lost his wa. So Jah Jah say. Hey, love is the answer love is the answer children. Whenever did ya never did need no love
Übersetzung: Bad Brains. Love Is The Answer.
answers tell me love is a lie, made to make you blue Oh - words are dancing inside my head don?t wanna know - don?t wanna know well it?s been a bad
only gets more intense (it only gets more intense) All the pressure's on your neck (you feel me, you feel me) So Bad Boy (so Bad Boy) I'm richer bitch
call me Nickel the OJ the Glove I got a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo
egg in the skillet This is your brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs Ain't no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us Ain't no love lost my niggaz
rang out You know, it'll make your brains hang out So what's your fate? Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate? The wrong answer is said
Bandana 'round my brain Eyes bloodshot red Briches down to my legs Guns up in my trench When niggas playin', they get drenched My pockets is full of lead
it till you exhausted I swear nothing worse than a bad bitch that lost it brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass God damn your ex man is a
I love you And thank you for makin shit better in my life A message to my moms, don't worry about your kids Cause love is always love when we in God's
crass with a brain rash Strapped for cash take me to your trailer I'll steal your trash Ask me a question, I love to lie, hey look girl is that Jimi
get a little untamed with it Get the chopper like a fully' ya bully with a hoodie Soon to get up and take him out or split cane with it Well the answer is
rang out You know, it'll make your brains hang out So what's your fate? Am I the nigga you love or the one you love to hate? The wrong answer is said
got shot so I'm holdin it down Outline, out of bounds puttin four in a clown Bitch answer when I call make me know you got my change Is it explodin in yo brain
got a lot of bitch/ none got to my heart/ Neva fall in love/ that's a bad start/ so I keep my girls away/ that's a distance part/ love my money/ never
round my brain, eyes bloodshot red Briches down to my legs, guns up in my trench When niggaz playin, they get drenched My pockets is full of lead So,
