the circuit negating the fires and drowning the crowds Anyone, could be anyone (repeat) Without your succession (?) the message transmitted is certainly altered, it
Übersetzung: Die Kirche. Es kann jemand so.
nothing more than dirt Man if anyone could brag bout they status it was Paul But to him it was trash it and he counted it as lost For the sake of the
(Oh I), I never thought anyone could be So conniving as you, it seems You took my heart Throw it on the playing field (Ohhh and I)Never thought you could be
treat her like a lady Tell it to her straight, she can take the truth Don't lead her on and leave her confused Anyone would rather be alone than be used
number whines "Hey dirty, I want you When it?s good, it?s really good, and when it?s bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here, thing Well
my youth was the possible truth That it all happens randomly. So who is teaching kids to be leaders? And the way that it is is meant to be. The philosophy
to be so dumb Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelings Blame it on human nature, man's destiny Blame it
my tears Cause I only had 1 week to pay the rent it was clear I had to get another gig quick asking at church "Is anyone hiring?" and it worked I got
clear it But I wonder how it would look if I could peel it back with a skilliet Then I?mma fill it crack when I hit it, then I?mma spill it back when
what up... [Verse 1:] What it is bruh (bruh) What it do mane (mane) I'm still tha man from the pan to tha blue flame Then hit tha door make it rain with
that, and could it be I'm not as ugly as I feel, because alot of women think I've got sex appeal, and is it true, that I'm just too commercial, not black
a bone, wishin that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be because we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be
listen to her Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be Because we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be
in they mouth and blow err thing they think out Run around actin' like bitches, you gone make me loose it all I wasn't gone talk about it but, God damn it
It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch Don't think (stay) Drink your wine (home) Watch the fire burn (be) His problems not mine (safe) Just be
clear it But I wonder how it would look if I could peel it back with a skilliet Then I'mma fill it crack when I hit it, then I'mma spill it back when you ill it
to respect it/ Gimmie my space, and I'm a give you yours/ It's my profession, nigga (Nigga!) It ain't a game, yall can pop tha collar, uh/ It'll be some
