How many roads 'till I find my way How many roads if I leave today How many roads from the one that I've always known How many roads until I find my
How many roads 'till I find my way? How many roads if I leave today? How many roads from the one that I've always known? How many roads until I find
Übersetzung: Dylan, Bob. Wie viele Straßen.
Übersetzung: Kalan Porter. Wie viele Straßen.
through How many roads 'till I find my way How many roads if I leave today How many roads from the one that I've always known How many roads until I
: (feat. Conrad) [Singing Over B.G.Talking] Yeah you already know how it is in the streets(uh huh) you already know how it is (you already know I ain
disappointment and pain they come as your friend though some in the end they can leave you disappointed you're in doubt you've been down that road met many
is the passion to unite? Because divided we can?t fight, All the troubles in this life, There?s so many things that we are fighting, yeah, There?s so many
And differentiate wrong from right You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers You better be careful of its hypnotic powers While the road to truth
will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga) And when Nob' on the road, I'm extremely cautious (Westside nigga, you know how we do it!) It happen that fast
s turn this house into a happy home Long as one of us got it, some of us got it Let's turn this house into a happy home You know how that is, stay down
: "Alright now, here we go" Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers
now How do we outlast, always get cash Stay strong if we all mash Hold Your head Chorus How do we keep the music playing How do we get ahead To many
roll and ride, hahaha ni**az gettin swoll out And it don't stop and it don't quit That real s**t! As the world turns.. ni**az die for How many you ni
a opportunist do Why talk when suckin my dick is the real career move Said she's an inspirin actress, she do videos for practice Yeah yeah, know how many
it's so crazy man It's no different Everyday it's just the same thing Now it's been months out on the road On tour doin' so many different shows Head
: (Bob Dylan) I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say I don't care where you go or how long you stay Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry
know how it looked to other people I never slept with her even once Well, the road's washed out - weather not fit for man or beast Yeah the road's washed
