, hating my life Shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on me Come again Come again Come again Oh, shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on
Shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on me Come again Come again Come again Oh shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on me Come again Shame
Übersetzung: From First To Last. Shame Shame.
Shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on me Come again Come again Come again Oh shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame on me Come again Shame, shame
now Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma put the whippin on end now Damn shit done changed now Running credit checks with no shame
With each breath, death before dishonor Never let you swallow me, no apologies, your honor A general in war, I'm the first to bomb With a squad of trusted
from the cradle to the grave, From the cradle to the grave. Chorus From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From
make em see their doom Coming straight from the dome where I roam it's a job to rob and steal and runnin from the coppers Who hold a, boulder, turn the
I can't let go [Chorus:] You are the reason My faith in tomorrow A Distant horizon The one I must follow You are the first, You are the last I'help
the first time you have come and taken her from me Rest assured it's not the last time, I'm going to set you free. you took her once shame on you oh
i enjoy the pain when i know you are leaving And it's a shame we had to get to the end To get to the sex that we made when we first begann It's over
fall off, the hoes roll on 'Til the next rock superstar with no shame Give him a year, he'll be right out the game The same as the last one who came before
a cool afternoon the first day of school Everybody wonderin whose the new dude With the Kangol sneakers with the wide shoe strangs Wonderin where he from
have done" [Chorus] So an artist drags a toothbrush across the first thing that he sees And names the painting "Christ's Last Exit into Purgatory" Receiving secret messages from
that I don't belong here You've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there From
: No No shapes at all Nothing real or artificial No energy or heat No troughs there are no peaks No hangover from last night No shame in first light
s over, she's gone for good Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye The last thing you hear before your