living But I, I, I can't seem to rescue myself I know that I should think about giving And think about helping out And think about, think about living
I know that I should think about giving And think about Helping out And think about Think about living But I can't seem to rescue myself What about my
Übersetzung: Live. Mirror Song.
: I know that I should think about giving And think about Helping out And think about Think about living But I can't seem to rescue myself What about
I know that I should think about giving And think about Helping out And think about Think about living But I can't seem to rescue myself What about
Big old house and an alligator Just to match with them alligator shoes He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues He's singing songs about material
on lemonade Don't want trouble but I'll give it to you anyway. Yes, I'm insane! Put you in pain. My mind has been trained to live in the fastlane! Should
vanish One day the meek gonna live inna di palace, Woah! [Chorus - Jr. Gong] [Verse 3 - Nas] Some people ask me if I feel the zionists are real And in my songs
t no song! You ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house In that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out And the mirror pointin' at your
: that was my cup that you smashed my yesterday drained away admit that you wouldn't like to live inside me today great expectations we had what hopes
: that was my cup that you smashed my yesterday drained away admit that you wouldn't like to live inside me today great expectations we had what
Somehow we won't live that long Don't go now, desert flower 'Cause you just won't bloom And your memories made need more room See that mirror there
mark, bitch-made Punk-ass trick in a basket You got caught up in the mix... It's the nigga ya love to hate with a new song So what really goes on Nothing
Insane Clown Posse.... We'll live forever...Live forever... Come join us....Carnival awaits us... Take my hand...Take my hand.... Shangri-La...Live forever
song You ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house In that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out And the mirror pointin' at your reflection
like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop, bout to hit the IHOP Got twenty inch mirrors
want to live; they want to start their band They swear the stage is God's left hand I'm waiting in the lobby The angel dropped the mirror But he still
: [Killah Priest:] They drank, they danced, they partied to radio songs Made videos with their corny raps like nothin' was wrong They sang their hooks
