time has come Will flip her over man she is done Flip her over Flip her over But, now she is done Flip her over Flip her over But, now she is done
Übersetzung: Deep Blue Something. Geschehen.
imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like your style [Verse 1 ? 50 Cent] It's something about your style, it's something about your smile It's something
be alright (Oh yeah) I wanna love you down in so many ways (Oh yeah) When I'm feeling blue, I think of you and say (Oh yeah) And if you knew how deep
There's a fresh third part out there Which was found by a hip new prophet Who had a little Donny Osmond flair? Have you heard of the All-American Prophet? The blonde-haired, blue
under me look I'm dangling up in the blue And it's a cartoon coyote eternity before I drop down to you What am I supposed to do now There is something
ll never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O.G.'s got something to give That
'm from where the hammer's rung, New's cameras never come You and your man houndin' every verse in your rhyme where the grams is slung, niggas vanish every summer Where the blue
A. clay With a limp and a sway and I don't play Hoes keep asking pimp why the the same 'ol shoes? Bitch, I'm four pairs deep and I done paid my do's (
something that wasn't worth it And I damn sure wouldn't waste my time tellin you something that'll hurt you Its your fault for anything if you done stand
Shout to Chilly chill, I'm so really real And the streets so deep, you wish that I wasn't but I am cousin God damn he be buzzing Ne weed no liquor, MD offa something
see how deep it goes We're told to watch others live our dreams So we all sit staring at the screens The numbing warmth of the neon blue Can't give me something
never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O.G.'s got something to give That
the night cat stop for the cabrones show and here's the point I stop reciting start to dance instead I heared the city of the deep blue lights it said
cause my conscience is demandin for the bloodshed(bloodshed) I leave that mug red(mug red) I'm like cancer cant catch me 'cause I done spread(done spread
watch my shit get lit - up like a cigarette I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown Cant even holla with something, see I done lived it now These
never be one to take your place 'Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can Michelangelo's soul controls your hand Then serenades of blue
