crime is what goes on And life goes on And life goes on And life goes on And life goes on And on and on till the break of dawn And on to the next day
Übersetzung: House Of Pain. Life Goes On.
watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on [Chorus] And life goes on [13x] And on and on till the break of dawn And on
, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on Chorus And life goes on (13x) And on and on till the break of dawn And on
Wayside, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on Chorus And life goes on (13x) And on and on till the break of dawn And on
Wayside, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on [Chorus] And life goes on [13x] And on and on till the break of dawn And on
ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla When I got cha on kay-nine-fourths Prayin to God as your life goes back and forth We tradin war stories
goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a nigga goin crazy. Feelin crazy. (Tell em bout it.) Last year was hard. But life goes on
get like that y'all, huh Pour out a little liquor Pour out a little liquor What's that you drinkin on? Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on
it this far. Many G's died hard and all they got was their name here up on a wall. It's sad thinkin' about the times Life goes on, I'm steady lost in
and in my soul The thought I might not blow Dat shit just keeps on (bothering me) And I don't know how long I can keep on like this I need a sign so (
tear in her eye, baby don't cry And then she told me all about her church background And how she lovin this life, livin this life Now I think I'm dealin
boss Funny the cost of life, cut clean blood streams out the body, nobody wants you dreamin about shorty No longer don't need a 40 to take away any pain
said that you never gonna let it go [Diddy:] The heartache and pain Sometimes it goes to your brain Sometimes it makes you insane Sometimes our joy is our pain
is the life] Robbie: Whoa did you hear that sold out in L.A! Whoa! Farmain: Ow Ow needle in finger sharp shooting pain. Hannah: oh I'm sorry Farmain.
tongue's so dry, think it's rotting in my mouth Oh, tell me am I dead? I'm sorry but you're dead ("it hurts") Life goes on for some My boys all stare
m talkin' bout life And all I hear is Oh yeah he keeps talkin' bout crack I ain't talkin' bout profit I'm talkin' bout pain I'm talkin' bout despair I
hustlers life (this is life man) and a soldier's life, parallel And the one thing they got in common is pain (forget about me for a second) Picture split screen On