Here I go again It's time for me to fade away Here I go It's time again to let the storm rise and I'm waiting Here with great expectations and I know
Übersetzung: E-Type. Here I Go Again.
Here I go again it's time for me to fade away Here I go It's time again to let the storm rise and I'm waiting here with great expectations and I know
Here I go again it's time for me to fade away Here I Go It's time again to let the storm rise and I'm waiting here with great expectations and I know
time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin you now before I blow up You know what? I
right brush and I draw all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I
well keep saying that Eve I wish you the best and I'll always love you (what) Never hear me say FUCK YOU because I love you (what) Always here for you
See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Cuz if I had a chance, to do it again I
But lady like I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked by the shady type Chomps yall talk and still wonder how loose I got When I'm in town I give the
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout
Intro:] Here comes the Here comes the Here comes the Ya'll don't really want it now (BOOM!) Here comes the (BOOM!) Here comes the (BOOM!) Here comes
where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with
E And if you ever out tryin' to find me I think I should warn you I get hard when I want to Angelettie, Bad Boy, niggas ain't ready [Mase] Yo, you the type
on Her life or knots, more cuffs than crooked cops I ran with a full style boat deed, who you with, then go again I spit brace when you crash your wigs
bizy body You go soji I go de still rock the M.I.C I no go loose control Boy you go loose control Girl I no go loose control Boy you go loose control (
Triple beams Is spillin ya blood out ya umbilical, I I never been the killin type, but gimme the gun and I just might pull it tonight I'm willin to fight
you to put that bong down. I knew it T.I. What? You weren't really on that dope boy shit.. I'll tell you what shawty get in man i'll show you how to...