for fun I can feel you When you're 500 miles away Or if you're in the next room I can feel you yeah, yeah I can feel you When you're 500 miles away
Übersetzung: Jump, Little Children. I Can Feel You.
I touch you touch For every step I take you take For every breath I breather you breathe Every dollar I make you make I told you we'd make it to the sunshine
Mind if I bend ya? Over rover, do me like Gumby I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank And when I finished I stuffed her fucking head in the fish
I can't see) It's called the 6 million dollar man (I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms) Strength (what
So I?m slapping you fools with wooden paddles you stupid Baby sitting low baskets like little afternoon children You can call me psychotic but it?s more like schizophrenic And I can
symptoms Most of us niggas wanna be pimps but Uncle Sam really pimpin' them [Hook:] Naw they don't feel you, but what you don't know can kill you [x4
and lonely Nobody to blame but'cha self But me, I keep it all business Cause this is business, can I get a witness? See I been chillin like a villain
but me, I keep it all business cuz this is business, can I get a witness see I been chillin' like a villain with a million and my children plottin' or
get it from, i'm the unbelievable unstoppable as logical, i'm setting it of, now take your draws of (ho) now, go'head and do ya little thang, i love when you
as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause I know you wanna be Z'Rollin over chrome spokes bitch
What You Did Last Summer', so I started hookin' You past shooken off an open can of ass-whoopin' Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's 'Little Shop of
that crapper and I Said fuck you, with a capital "I", look who's back to antag-gonize You don't like it, you can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and
life See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know And
of rap You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me Slicin' your life away, just like I might today I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin'
loo-king at me, so I ask [Chorus:] Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yeah I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho [Tech N9NE:] You're crazy, I like you, but you
all talking loud Feelin' proud cause no one is gunnin' Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin' Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin' Yo, I can feel it comin
i don't want to be involved in their violence. I prefer to live in peace, you know. Yoko: all you need is courage, you know. You can just go out in
