endlessly Yeah I'm gonna reach out endlessly, ooh Life is like, the life is like The life is like water Life is like, the life is like The life is like water
Übersetzung: Bad Company. Like Water.
on up again My life is like water and I'm floating in the sea My soul is a stream on the water I was born reaching endlessly My life is like water
think not. Baking soda in the water till it bubble in the pot. When its dry it's hard like candy, butter cookies what you got. Break it down into some boulders, fifties look like
stretched out like a corpse for real Y'all niggaz thinkin what y'all readin in The Source is real What my life like, you lookin at the source, it's real
gold-plated, gun of the rich Welcome to the world I'm runnin the shit, me and the beat click like the gun and the clip, rhymes in the head like one at
Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real Y'all niggaz thinkin' what y'all readin' in The Source is real What my life like, you lookin
off her clothes [Shock G] Is your dad's Rolls blue? 'Cause I got bad news Humpty took a cruise, and barbeque pit went in the pool Turned the water grey
when you lose your life I would like to get blown, so I read and pray Surviving day to day, running the streets of stray Living all myself no company
like bad girls Who rock me hard in my world It's monkey see then monkey do Well, I'm not yours I've got an old water bed I like to trip into the dead
under my tongue I need a little time off for bad behavior The devil in me done been asleep too long I need a little time off for bad behavior It looks like
be And I'm filling it with things Like furniture that I find on the street And all the special things I'd like to eat Pictures of people that I'd like
You look at me like you've been saved From another one that got away. So I'm your latest cup of tea To keep your cold hands company, And I will warm
me to smack the enemy, It's killing time! I should have known before, Only bad's half as good as dead, I can't go any faster, stuck like alabaster,
there watch [Incomprehensible] like the French Quarter Down for whatever bow down nigga never Buck like a Beretta wet you up like bad weather Got fangs like a cobra now I got Range like
tryin to rhyme like me? And worship me like Jon B worship black pussy He pushin me to the point I wanna smack him, yo (Yo duke, he tryin to steal your fans like
not. Baking soda in the water till it bubble in the pot. When its dry it's hard like candy, butter cookies what you got. Break it down into some boulders, fifties look like
I freeze your mega dumb company Pumpin' out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCE Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' Bad
