dust off the severed senses And pull things so closely now It does not matter It does not matter And then you walk away But I will still be here, yeah
see me now we dust off the severed senses and pull things so closely now it does not matter. And then you walk away but I will still be here and when
Übersetzung: Hundred Reasons. Immer noch hier sein.
would see me now we dust off the severed senses and pull things so closely now it does not matter. And then you walk away but I will still be here and
m in the club sayin', "Who's that bitch? runnin' 'round the club, wanna suck my dick?" Look like a nigga in here cookin' a brick I must've been drinkin
up! [50 Cent] Many men, wish death upon me Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be And niggas trying to take my
But what I'm gonna do is be totally committed If you need me I'll be hotter than the New York Mennen With a hundred percentage, from the start to the
here, here, yeah, yeah Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah If you want it come
go to prison (prison) U waiting on me to die u gone be waiting for a minute Boy I'm ready for whatever Somebody better tell em I'll be here when the smoke
to ask and not receive Just one more kiss before you turn and leave When love is over Over it should be But something still burns in me A hundred solid reasons
Cash Money, Young Money, ho that money age old And can't a cage hold this animal from Hollygrove Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed Got me
Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss And I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy, Stuntin Like My
window decals, and anything else they'd sell us And I bought a couple postcards, "Greetings from the twine ball, wish you were here" Won't the folks back home be
a deal I be the one to appoint, Steve Ripken must have been sniffing To catch something so dope, it left minor c-lits pussy dripping I fuck hundreds of
time) Tell em why you mad son, word up, tell em why you mad son! YouknowhatI'msayin? Iiiiiii, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture
decals and anything else they'd sell us And I bought a couple postcards "Greetings from the twine ball, wish you were here" Won't the folks back home be
So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time I am here for joy, I am here for sorrow There is a reason
I surprise and blow Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw The caboose, I'm even hard to be
