always a weak hand holding mine Saying the way that I have said, "This is the way" Every scene is still the same Just with a different faceless name Falling
Übersetzung: Falling Up. Orte.
s always a weak hand holding mine Saying the way that I have said "this is the way" Every scene is still the same Just with a difference faceless name Falling
You don't know you don't know You don't know anything about me anymore I gave up dreaming for a while I gave up dreaming for a while I've noticed these
: One time to know that it's real One time to know how it feels That's all One call - your voice on the phone One place - a moment alone That's all
this time To stay with the plan All that is needed is one leap of faith Everything else will fall into place Everything else will fall into place
in your joy And there was I, a little boy My shadows they're not new My soul's split in two Lord, I thought that it was you This Christmas snow that falls
all started again. Been dead last but found my way to the front With my inspirational quotes on why I never gave up! Where were you When my walls came falling down? (When you falling
Wake up! Oh how the times have changed. Your not the person I knew back then. Lets get this straight. This is a calling, when will they stop falling
: Get up, get out, This is your wake up call, We run this town and you can fight us all, We keep on coming back for more, And don't think you can hold
me I'd erase these hard times we had, yeah And we'd ball 'til we fall - can you feel that? Yeeeeeaaaaahhhhh [Juvenile] More blunts to smoke up on the
Mark Fuller is a chillin' spot cause I bringin' blunts with me Chorus So much death up on the city streets Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace So much death up
And nigger it's flip or get flopped Let it drip or get dropped I represent uptown I 50 round on clowns I turn smiles into frowns I from the place of places
wit the mirror bro Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up To Texas, get the syrup wit the lean, bend it up Ball 'til I fall, that's the job playa
up when I'm after you Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9 Movin up like you got it on yo mind
birthday you woke up the snow was on the ground you opened books and peeked inside they kissed you on your crown with pins in your fingers you held yourself up
Down your pretty summer dress Baby, what a mess you're making I've been stumbling through some dark places Now I'm following the plow I know I've fallen
