d died anyway Now gone I'm gonna get you for that Get you more like a chance I'm more of a guns to the wall The guts that cut through your lungs Every
'd died anyway Now gone I'm gonna get you for that Get you more like a chance I'm more of a guns to the wall The guts that cut through your lungs Every
Übersetzung: Die Höhere. Mumm.
you'd died anyway Now gone I'm gonna get you for that Get you more like a chance I'm more of a guns to the wall The guts that cut through your lungs Every
Glenn Frey and Tommy Nixon Oh my don't the sky look spacious With the stars all shinin' down Well I can hear the night wind howlin' It's a high and lonesome
my mothafucken riches even when I die they won't worry me mama don't cry Bury Me a G (Tupac) Stuck on Full Tangaray got a nigga high lord knows I don
options Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me Erotic, psychotic, we posess bubonics Far from a crush I wanna bust your guts and touch everything
here Miss Thang hate to salt your game but yous a money hungry woman and you need to change. In tha locker room all the homies do is laugh. High
: If your havin' trouble with your high school head He's givin' you the blues You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta do - Pick up
:] Okay I pull up and my partnas ask me Krizzle where yo sub at? A fuck them tweeters they ain't beating bitch yo sub back So I push my petal to the metal till my cus high
darkside Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high [2x] Ain't nothin
The foxes came for the fields We were bleeding as we bowed to kneel And prayed for mercy, prayed for mercy The rumble is low and the heat is high Got
: [B-Real] Now lately I've been findin myself, pourin my guts out Expressin my thoughts, lettin my nuts out in the walls of sleep, I can't keep it all
they drop me, I'm randomly sockin' fans And when my interviews in hockey masks, Slap the journalists on they ass I'm high off speed, Drivin' my car at high
of you cats, hate on the low and got sick Any sauce that got hits, not this yo [Chorus] [Project Paki] Any nigga wit guts, we got guts too More than
the life on this planet sir, no sign of it All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it Let me out of this
