desire Struggling 2 see, a new Smething that I, fantasize So I'm sending Send it up Send it through Send it right back, 2 U Send it up Send it through Send it
Übersetzung: D'angelo. Send It On.
[CHORUS] Send it up Send it through Send it right back 2 U Send it up Send it through Send it right back 2 U Your inner view to me is Something that
My eyes blood shot red, i'm high but lets ride I ain't scared if I die it was meant to be He might send for you before he send for me Gun butt you with
given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give me props Forever hop, cause it don't stop On my block [Chorus]
. Outlawz) [Chorus 2X: 2Pac] M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks and you know we keep it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on sight
tryin to hound dog But wait, they're clownin on me cause of my language I have to tell em straight up, it's called spanglish Now who's on the fiend,
make's you beautiful Side to angels wings we'll fight them till death Shoot the messenger and kill the sender Now understand how high I hold you It'
of ups and downs, You live and learn, this world keeps on turning round, Sometimes those rainy days Seem like they last forever Wish I could turn the page, And move on (and move on
spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep It?s wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up Bitch, it?s on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half While I smoke some chronic
the devil's steadily grinnin' Too much drama in this world and it ain't even in it It's the beginnin', I know you'd like to know if ya winnin' But it'
Octagon with two razors Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on Took a fat nigga out in like
a blessing from on high i've been touched by an angel what a beautiful surprise never thought i'd find what i've searched for all my life you can send me on
you committed It's ridiculous. And you know what makes it worse Is the fact that nobody else seems to have an issue with it. ...Just blindly giving in to it
Houston on candy paint All my niggaz in the Dirty South, Miami mayne All my niggaz in the A-T-L throwin dem bones All them thugs that send slugs through
here! [Chorus:] [Killah Priest:] As it is written, my life, love, uh-huh The present, man, they taught me Words of a tortured soul, it is the weather
d be forever searching On an open road I had no where to go So I said a prayer and God heard it Come and set me free, Send an angel to me One kiss, heaven
