it from the start You got it now, so goodbye So rip it out, watch me cry Rip it out, rip it out Rip it out, rip it out Rip it out, rip it out
Übersetzung: Kiss. Rip It Out.
just what you are Yeah, you smile in my face then rip the breaks out my car Gave you all I had And you tossed it in the trash You tossed it in the trash
if he's not back on the dot It's so astounding as he falls through the door He takes his lunch and passes out on the floor Oh it's not his fashion Usually
stick shift You let the cloth rip Your fingers on my kiss Got me wrapped around your wrists This means more than love in a five star suite And much more than kissing
crib made his momma kiss the ground She askin' God, what my baby dunn did now? Im takin' everythang, jewellry i want it all Duck tape him up, rip the phone cords out
what you are Yeah, you smile in my face then rip the breaks out my car Gave you all I had And you tossed it in the trash You tossed it in the trash,
look so sweet Me haffi live pon dem avenue Nuff gal a kiss dem teeth 'cause them caan compete When them a walk inna crew So the way how me see it, mek
you bring you shoot we shoot Better watch out watch out for them thugsta thugsta niggas sneakin up on you I told you it's comin Armageddon (It's comin
when we fall out As long as we fall back into it I hope we never put an end to it Even though you not that into it Heaven, have you ever been to it Cause
and let 'em all talk 'Til the world falls apart I wanna be with you I wanna be with you That's what I wanna do Until they will rip out my heart I wanna
how you really should know That it's never too late To get up and go... It's a perfect day for kiss and swell For rip-zipping button-popping kiss and
To get Corona, tip the owners Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the road up And I'ma hit the cinema and I'ma get the hoes, When I be
it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck it He's a bitch, he
could buy Jaz spittin', hospital, son admit it Rip your lips off, kiss my ass with it Slap bitches, got Marshall Maths [printing] Weed, X, and the acid tabs did it
of a drunken monkey. There?s a chance I?ll make it I?m nearly done, I hand him the coins and it?s time to run, Now it?s 5 minutes too and I?m nearly
will find it a easy when you're out a hard time, Petite crime sometimes, But now I'm inclined to find A fresh direction, kiss me neck, Check out the funky
-Yo) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Damn, damn, ma, we ain't even have to go through it like that It wasn't even, even that big, man You know, nah, it's ight
