the new cancer? Never looked better and you can't stand it Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain and I bet you just can't keep up with, with
buried. So take your disease, rot away. Because what once was a soul? You're just another number. I can't hold on knowing that this life's taken a wrong
Übersetzung: The Magic Numbers. Love Is Just A Game.
Übersetzung: Panic! At The Disco. Es gibt einen guten Grund, warum diese Tabellen Honey nummeriert sind. Man muss nur nicht herausgefunden.
new cancer? Never looked better, and you can't stand it Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain, and I bet you just can't keep up with, (keep
Just a little love (just a little love) Goes a long way. A little love goes a long, long way. Just a little love (just a little love) Just a little love
don't understand Is I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) Throw my hand on the blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for
Strength in numbers means your just another number in line Unfed undead talking in our sleep Resolutions we can't keep Unsaid unread slipping in the deep Never sowing what we reap Just
fuck the game up, just watch this When it's over I bet I see a profit I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too I'm a hustler, I can get work from Florida too Don't
: Boy, I fell off like a bad bag of dope, Ya heard me Ain't nobody wanna holla I done shook back like a 4 and a half heart Now everybody wanna holla
you a hot boy, cause I'm a hot boy Kizzle's a hot boy, Is you a hot boy Gar a hot boy, Is you a hot boy Snipe a hot boy, Is you a hot boy Kid a hot boy
better, I can sniff a snitch out Just as quick as I can bat a bitch and pull my dick out Just as quick as I can open shop and move a brick out I change
smoked, the bottles is popping We ain't even make it to the party, and girls jocking It's Hakizzle, you know the name girl Just write your number down, and I'll give you a
Tymers with the whole and quarter things My hot girls who bring work on a airplane My street-smart thugs who know how to think And throw the Feds off and put 'em on a
'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just like that [Mac] Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a
that entice me President lover, undercover, ain't another like me You get a ki half price from Columbia fuckin with B Believe it's just in me to be a
