Übersetzung: Tiny Hill. Cause You Love And Care.
Übersetzung: Tiny Hill. Fünf Foot Two Eyes Of Blue.
: Over on the hill There grows a flower Growing quicker still More perfect by the hour Deep within that flower Is a tiny chair All a-fringed with gold
ha ha ha ha [B-Real] Now all these new nigas tryin to bust grips Keep tryin, I'm shittin all over yo tapes And yo CDs, you see these Niggas wit the weed leaves, you need these Hill
: Why should it matter how I feel? This old romantic down at hill Then again, if I'd known the outcome, sure you'd win Illusion shattered, made them
a smile on my cracked grill and thats real. You can keep your little rap deals cause i don't give a damn about bein king of the crap hill. Stop, and
see the prettiest place In all of Tennesee." He poured us each a glass of wine And a-walking we did go, Along fallen leaves and crackling ice Where a tiny
often heard to say Im a free born man of the usa He fought the champ in pittsburgh And he slashed him to the ground He took on tiny tartanella
t have St christopher drowns crossing the river Firs blown onto the windscreen disperse like a pack of tiny black birds Service stations are watched over from the hills
that the Herculoids had to kick him out the group Yo, there used to be drama on the afterschool scene Tiny Toons started beefin' with Beverly Hills Team
I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an
closed Down shoe store This tiny victorian rhubarb Kept the watering hole open For sixty five years Now it's boilin' In a miserable march 21 st Wrapped the hills
then Two worlds collide, we bury them We're far too drunk to see these things as they are You painted me and I sat quite still A tiny room in Notting Hill
Why should it matter how I feel? This old romantic down at hill Then again, if I'd known the outcome Sure you'd win Illusion shattered, made them real
new niggaz tryin' to bust grips Keep tryin' and I'm shittin' all over yo tapes And yo CDs, you see these Niggaz wit the weed leaves, you need these Hill
lady's delight. See my figure was chizzled from stone. One more for the gal then I'll escort her home Come last call I'm never alone. I've a house on the hill
I had no education when I was a kid I have no explanation for them things I did I pulled the legs off a dog and rolled 'em down a hill I put poop in
We search for everything Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy
