: I'll fight hell to hold you, no river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you by my side I'm gonna fight hell to hold you, till time
night, I'll be there I'll fight hell to hold you No river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you By my side I'm gonna fight hell to hold
Übersetzung: Kiss. Ich kämpfe, Hell To You Hold.
I'll be there Chorus: I'll fight hell to hold you, no river too deep or mountain high I'll fight hell to hold you by my side I'm gonna fight hell
I run with straps? I made it, tell Fe-Fe don't worry, I scrambled and scurried but only my lungs collapse Surely I'll make you a song for that, how could
wet I'm done to bang that apple pie for hours then I jet I'll never buy them prostitutes when I stand I hate them baldhead bitches wit no finger nails
in this world of uncertainties You can be certain that You must kiss the ass of the authoritites And kiss you will if you want to survive You don't have
I drop, man Shawty, I'm not playin Now hold up, st-stop dammit Shawty, you're not jammin' If you hear one more, got dammit I-I-I can't stand it I'm taking
line The second that I'm provoked, I snap Into a point that ain't controllable Then it's either war, or another quotable Don't let me get a hold of you dudes I'll murder you
I just swallow it and hold on to it And use it to scare the hell out of you I have a woman 'Says come and watch me bleed And I'm wonderin' just how I
I tell you one time exactly what you can do to me Just lick out my ass and suck my dick until I cum I'll pull it out ya mouth, and draw a map of where
did I run with straps? I made it, tell Fe-Fe don't worry I scrambled and scurried but only my lungs collapse Surely I'll make you a song for that How could I
I live til' my last day? Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Can I live
long board, life on hold I never know the way, but You always take me there And I need it now like the Mooloolaba air We'll roll with the next wave,
to hold you tight You think that the world is alright Well, you're out of touch, you're out of time You're gonna crack, you're fragile regulated minds