plays flute Through the cellar door And on my window sill Plays a sad old song I hope tonight You will touch my hair And draw ghosts on my back
Übersetzung: Mike Heron. Draw Back The Veil.
Übersetzung: LA Mass Choir. Back To The Drawing Board.
Übersetzung: Mami. Die Ghosts You On My Back Draw.
someone to be there in your time of need You can turn your eyes to the heavens And their Creator's watching on you With arms of love to hold you, and draw
not always right And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer I don't keep these things 'cause I'm longing to go back
: Da da da de da da da Da da da de da da da Let's go It's not easy making a name for yourself Where do you draw the line? I never thought I'd be in
get her flip I'ma try not to mention that I'm rich, but it'll slip I really whipped the Z doin' a hundred and thirty Come back doin 25 in a hunter Excursion
come down to one-eight-seven I don't play When it come down to you or me, it won't be me Got quick hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first Hit ya
G. I fear no one - fade me Step if you want - it's on you Just keep in mind I warned you Look here - I'm young, dog Two glocks stay tucked in my drawers
I'm the neighbourhood terror but I never wondered that the hood would take me under. Chorus: +[police is hot, so I'm watching my back...] I guess I'll watch my back
the wrong way I'ma draw down and start shootin' Turk: For my nigga I'll blast be the first ta hit the set Cock back the Mac and let bullets eject Chorus
walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit me Niggas in banged up cars wit battle scars With shit bags attached to they drawers
had us I grab the Tec and started buckin' back Cuz I'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac The head shot took me under I fell on my back
10 and you aint even bust back And your boy got hit in the back What type of nigga is that (Hook) That's why I stay in all black Get the Mac and go back
Get 'em Banks [Verse 4: Lloyd Banks] The way things lookin' shit might spill Cause this dumbass nigga paid forty dollars to come in and ice grill I'm in the back
be right where they be left at Wonder why I dress black Cause there ain't no tellin where I gotta bust this Tec at (blah) That click clack mean get back
