you Even told myself that I would find somebody new Time and tears have come and gone but not your memory But I'll be over you when the grass grows over
: First Verse: [Juvenile] Scraped my elbow jumpin' the fence Creepin' through the grass camoflauged lookin' for them Cowards, non-believers, contradictors
wie Kiloweedsacks wahrend der Rest immer noch Dreck uber zu dunne Beats rappt machen wir weiter kacken auf Neider und Burnen sie weg bei dieser kombination
bitch, let us in Kill 'em all, O.F. is what I represent [Verse 2:] Took the van, went snatch her Oh, you wanna snap this grass? Snap your fucking jabba
in my lane, I swerve purposely I spit fire, burns in the third degree Every line is turpentine to these herb serpentines Snakes in the grass, for all
door, bitch, let us in! Kill em all, OF is what I represent I took the van, went snatch her oh, you wanna snap this grass? Snap your fucking jabber Walky
be baby (I'm going be good to you) And I'll make you feel like OHH MY GOD [50 Cent:] I'm a 360 nigga, 730 all the way dirty I got that burner on me
And I know on holiday, The grass so green, Yes you ran away, To find the bright white lights of Hollywood Sometimes in the rain, I think I'd like to burn
the preacher raised to the ceiling, "Tell God your pain." To him the world's defiled. In Lot he sees a likeness there; he swears this Sodom will burn
bought two all fours, stunt till I drive 'Em off the showroom floor, not the used car lot You buy a bottle, I buy the bar I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras
my side watch it fertalize. 'Cause you shoved your finger, Right down my throat, And you made me puke up all of my pride. Pop the beach balls, Burn
chum und tescht mich / ich bin da derbsch . . .ach . .ihr wussed wer da chef isch!! / du gsehsch mis gsicht uf plakat wennd dur d?stadt fahrsch / stimmt dass ich gras
immer Gras zuhaus' und morgens schlaf' ich aus. DJ?s legen unsere Sachen auf, und in Magazinen steht meistens sowas wie: "Der Topf, der hat es drauf!" Und wenn's um Burner
Cypher. Den Styleagent mit der Lizenz zum Burnen. "Pass auf, nach dem Horen wird der Part sich von selbst zerstoren!!!" Boom...Damn... Chorus Heute gibts 'ne Party, wenn ich in die Bar geh, Joints mit Gras
willst was wissen? Ey, dann lies es doch nach! Schei?egal, aber gib doch mal Gas! Du willst kiffen? Hey Mann, dann bau dir doch einen! Du willst burnen
in die Charts krieg.... mix-parts und Parties-Stehen auch wenn ich denke ich ertrags nicht? Wollt ihr horen mein ganzes Leben sei nur Party? GRASS , GROUPIES
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and
: [Snoop Dogg] Greetings loved ones Let's take a journey [Katy Perry] I know a place Where the grass is really greener Warm, wet and wild There
