heart that fall like rain from the sky When you hear the thunder When you hear the sound of a mountain crashing down It's just my heart in pieces When
. Sometimes I run, but I can never hide From the pieces of my heart that fall like rain from the sky. [Chorus:] When you hear the thunder, When you hear
Übersetzung: Chicago. Heart In Pieces.
heart that fall like rain from the sky. [Chorus:] When you hear the thunder, When you hear the sound of a mountain crashing down, It's just my heart in pieces
, you can come bring it right here Can?t clown me Don?t come ?round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me Twista! (Chicago) [Twista] Like I
to answer, 'cause God's not on my side I rode to Montana and California, too Down to Arizona, yeah, yeah, that's where I met you I hit the road, Chicago
: [Paparue] Original roughnecks, hear [laughing] Check! [Chorus 2x] Nobody burn them blocks like-a we Nobody bust them heads like-a we Nobody could
dummy threw my jeans in the closet (closet) When I know you're the only one that wash it(wash it) So you found a piece of paper saying Tasha (Tasha)
straps get hot Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to stop this entourage Rain, do or die, pick a piece snypaz, one big mob Better stop that heart
real nigga role call Now when you hear your city or state being called You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago
come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me Twista! (Chicago) [Twista] Like I gotta focus
We're gettin' safer cars Rocket ships to mars From men who'd sell us out To get themselves a piece of power We'd love to hear you speak your mind In
You hear a sound as she's leaving You'll hear your heart pound so hard You'll miss her warm touch and the way things once were It's such a cold town when
knocked down get back and get it up Get off of queer street and get with us And get clear where we did it From the heart, from the people From the top
[Paparue] Original roughnecks, hear {laughing} Check! (Chorus 2x) Nobody burn them blocks like-a we Nobody bust them heads like-a we Nobody could outshine
, painter said the girl wasn't real And I better get on my way On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered
Sleepy headed painter said the girl wasn't real Better get the [unverified] on my way On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago You'll find tiny pieces of my heart
