: just when i think everything's right order established in my chaotic life make believe i'm satisfied when all that's left is a stereotype you are my
: i roll over and die of laughter as you claim he's your ever after it's so clear your asymptotal is there someone anecdotal it's just such a shame
: i don't see why i should be another fucking accessory to wasted life and lost ambition your own opinion's insufficient sold my soul to the law got
: dress me up in your lost youth look but never touch the truth what we did today they'd never be proud of never count on my regret what you ee is what
: he goes to take his pills at eight thirty no-one knows that they are all for me they sit and wander why he's so chirpy and they don't have a clue how
: i think we're all moving too slow, i think it's time for you to go i know you don't care what i think, my pathos has a kind of stink of everything
: eyes that melt my fire my object of desire i'm Jezebel and you're mine he's my skater dude his mum taught him to skin up so it's not crude you will
: this is your captain speaking air pressure is deleting no time to sigh no time to frown cuz we're all going down what happened to this place? this
: drink the darkness whole you'll consume my soul and then i'll teach you how to sigh how to self deny you penned your personality so intricately
: i could live it like a phoney and i'd get everyone to phone me but i'd have to get a limousine cos I haven't turned 17 but it wouldn't matter
: let me tell you about a world where wrong has right of way every single day no one's there to pay follow by example set the record straight shouldn
: come down with me stoop so low it'll never hurt them if they don't know slip away for an hour or so conjured ethos filthy clean it's not for you to
: my friend Ed's a punk rocker vicious and he plays soccer and he likes to keep the dream alive he seems to never take a bath he walks the rocky punk
Tyson. It's all good. Chorus You ain't got to lie to kick it To them tricks and them bitches Out to get a nigga's riches (Repeat) Verse 1: Richie Rich
: (B-Real) I slay punks who don't know their own identity You spit my name and use it like an obscenity You got more skulls in your closet than a Kennedy
den Lautstarkeregler ihres Wiedergabegerates so ein das sie die stark rythmusierte Musik zu Beginn des Trainings angenehm laut horen (Echo) [Vers 1]
-g G-Unit! Hailie [H] What? [E] Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar [H] Okay [E] We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass! [H - laughs] [Vesre 1] [
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