small my life must be And it makes me float free To feel how small my life must be And it makes me float free To feel how small my life must be And it
Übersetzung: Lamm. Kleine.
: Biggie Smalls and Tupac (Biggie) Where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at! we gon do it like this anytime you ready
cookie, pure as a dove That means, Mister, I'm in love...! JL: I'm fresh as a daisy, tough as a stake Mean as a miser, low as a snake Scared as a rabbit, small
Chain Roun My Neck Cost 4 Or 5 Bricks Im A Street Nigga Dog I Dont Love No Bitch I Aint Talkin 2 You Baby Less You Buyin 10 Bricks Bought A "06" Lamb
even heard of us How can we regenerate our salvation? Some niggaz worshippin' the weed we blazin', my cheddar cheese chasin' For money they live as sacrificial lambs
else) Then squirt the Larkin (yeeah) Put your hands up, matter of fact, put your man up Put your medina's and your lambs up, your (uh) grams up Talking
And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am, O take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb. With one hand on the hexagram
: So hard to find you In your simple part Poor in spirit Pure in heart Thinking your life to be a small one Just living and trying to serve CHORUS:
, Yahweh, Jehovah I can start a beginnin', or endin', it's over On Earth's first day alive there was darkness Shape was worthless, I gave this small planet
[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie Smalls?? *crowd goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] Keep it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob
crooked lookin' girl, Yeahhhhh Boyyyyyyy, Flava Flav lookin' girl, Mice lookin' girl, Big feet lookin' girl, Neck just like Rupaul lookin' girl, Body like a midget, ol small
Your just one man, a young lamb amongst a pack of wolves, So while you're fighting over scraps and loose change and moot claims, Pressures higher up in the food chain, And small
to Jerusalem The time had come to sacrifice again My two small sons, they walk beside me on the road The reason that they came was to watch the lamb
[kane] where's 2pac and biggie smalls? ? *crowd goes nuts* [scoob] yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (yeah!) [scoob] keep it goin! [kane] mister cee.. Yo scoob
I crave the flesh of the sacred cow Charred and dripping fat I love the sight of a baby lamb Spinning on the rack I say, burn, burn Burn, baby, burn!!
's time to die I've been the herdsman, you've been my sheep I find taste on lamb skin, everything's alright Killing for the thirst for small children
