is why, rainy eyes can't dry, dry [Verse 4] Can't run, got nowhere to hide Move on, move on Move on! [Chorus] Black tears fall on your face A beating
Übersetzung: Hands On Approach. So Close, So Far.
Übersetzung: Hands On Approach. In diesen Tagen.
why, rainy eyes can't dry, dry [Verse 4] Can't run, got nowhere to hide Move on, move on Move on! [Chorus] Black tears fall on your face A beating
asleep Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on Pictures of penny Sippin' my glass full of henny Hands on my semi- Automatic kill for pennies Approach
at my like a infra-red nigga [Verse 1: Makaveli] Pictures of plenty Sippin my glass full of henny Hands on my semi - - Automatic kill for pennies Approach
niggaz at, where my bitches at?) (Throw yo' guns in the air!) Friends.. (my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on) Let's be friends (where
Time to get paid, time to get paid. Check. Time to represent the west. On me: nuttin but a vest. Got my hands on my glock, eyes on the prize. First sucka
darkness Neverending battle is goin' on Trails of offence Washed off by blood Scars will remain Where' is you - respond to me Approach and confide
by the hand, we're going up the horizon. The ride's been steady, now we're starting to approach the hillside Looking back I think I see that little "fork on
: I miss your smell and your style And your pure abiding way Miss your approach to life And your body in my bed Miss your take on anything And the music
history relive it Relive it, Because I write the words and I give it away After it leaves my hand to the ink on the papyrus And after I been on the stage
on us it was the summertime Baby there is nothing like the summertime Summertime It was the summertime When we fell in love it was the summertime Heaven shined on
yo That's why I tell you I love you [Ghostface Killah] I use to sit back and analyze on how we first met A year ago on the barbershop steps You and your
on the left hand side, right [All singing together] Jump up on the Bones dick and ride Pass the pussy on the left hand side Bone, bone, bone, bone,
: [Krayzie] Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family my family, this is my family this is my family my family [Layzie] Lord
is cursed by the hands of doom unholy powers in reign the devil's paradise of pain Approach ! The Eibon opens for you the choirs of damnation, call you on
like a gust of wind if fists touch ya Cause I always stay on my grind like Chad Muska Take that suckas, hit em with brass knucks And kick em with Tims on
