you run And you hide There's a fire In your eyes And I say life Is like a long road With open arms We walk this long road Precious little angel Promises
Übersetzung: Gun. Long Road.
, no one to see me through So I bought a gun one day and I came running after you Living on the road, playing scumfuc rock 'n' roll I'm on the road and
right You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers You better be careful of its hypnotic powers While the road to truth is long and full if distress
tough I'm PULLIN' your MASK off as soon as you act up You know what I came for, A PIECE OF DA GAME OR Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd
be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and bitches and plus we on the road to the riches [Chorus: repeat 2X] You can say what you want about me As long
so many prayers rest With him we shall be forever blessed Some days have no beginning And some days have no end Some roads are straight and narrow And some roads
: I pounded on a farmhouse Lookin' for a place to stay. I was mighty, mighty tired, I had gone a long, long way. I said, "Hey, hey, in there, Is there
ain't nowhere to turn to (When you stuck shit outta luck) (And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog) Could you tell me where you run to (When the road
they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
But as we drove I knew it was something in me Something that had been comin' for a long time And something that was here with me now On highway 29 The road
t do it so you know I gotta get it done Acrobatic rappin' the way that Webby be flippin' son Six mixtapes and the fans need more I hit the fork in the road
no lie nigga Fool with I and you all die True protection sawed off selection Head your neck no longer connection Huhh Huhh killah killah [CHORUS] [VERSE 3:] 21, Gun
*) Goddamn, who knows what's in store? Just as long as motherfuckers know, who's knockin' on the door We remain unjaded and still we go unfaded See how long
say that this is the way to my heart Get ready to run all night long... Get ready to run all night long... this is the way to my heart I'm like a loaded gun
: Big nothing. He stood in the road outside of town With a broken clockwork toy in his hand. A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm A broken lifeline
like to hurt Cause I been treated like dirt before ya And love is evil Spell it backwards I'll show ya Nobody knows me I'm cold Walk down this road
: (Townes van Zandt) Livin' on the road my friend Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear skin like iron And your breath's as hard as kerosene
