I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in
I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me
Übersetzung: Heart. Ich habe die Musik in mir.
music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me I've got the music in me You say that
I'm new to a few And I'm blessed... esh you I came to get me and I got you And I'm so me and I'm not you And even if you get married you could'ntdo what
I am an outlaw, I was born an outlaw's son The highway is my legacy On the highway I will run In one hand I've a Bible In the other I've got a gun
& ENSEMBLE So give me five on the black-hand side LI'L INEZ I've got a new way of movin' And i got my own voice SEAWEED & ENSEMBLE So how can i help
: Well those 5 years are gone now, so i've got a plan that's new. I'm seeing the future. but I can't forget my roots cause it's still not a concept,
and the ones like you Because I've done everything that you have tried And I've been accepted where you've been denied I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S Here
Wishing that I could rap But nothing changed I was stuck in the game Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me man Listen I've got a scheme
city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my
I'm not that funny of a guy, and besides I've got too many questions in my mind like why do I so often resent the world I'm living in? and am I boring
ve got the music that you can't stand still to, And even if you don't dance, I've gotta get you out and take this chance, I caught her cornering the
for me Systems thumpin', pumpin', 2Pac blast for me. [blast] Cali show me love! (come on!) - But me I'm from the East; I'm guessin' I'm bi-costal, when
Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I
shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got the "411", what's crackin' What I owe you for helpin' me go four times
