Where do I begin To tell the story of how great a love can be? The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love she brings
at the corner And looking back Lets her eyes send the message I'm helpless alone And I'm goin' down Help me I need someone gentle to love me My life
Where do I begin to tell the story Of how great a love can be The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love she brings
Übersetzung: Glen Campbell. Theme From Love Story (Where Do I Begin).
Übersetzung: Stephen Stills. Theme From Love Story.
: Where do I begin to tell the story Of how great a love can be The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love she brings
Verse 3:] You know me, I be everywhere tha thugs be. Convicted felon but be everywhere them guns be. I'm a gangsta, the whole hood love me, Yous a busta
Dark ages You my love-drunk friend All that red wine and candlelight Soulful conversations That go on until the dawn How many times can you tell your story
: I'm hanging on to my peace of mind I just don't know I'm hanging on to those good times, baby Just want to let them roll I'm gonna make it to the light
please plus we see he told us how we must be less we dun trust Jesus who freed us please Paul told them elders need to be above approach with love and
, daddy, sister, brother, uncle, cousin and them It's time we get it in for Jesus, start a buzz up for him Man, but somethings always stopping ya, maybe your love
fuckin lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him You catch
blowin) (Somebody's gonna die tonight) Still no one's knowin, so they kept goin Catchin dealers comin out they cars (will they survive?) (Two semi-automatic nines, them
York That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas Yo nigga man fuck Pac that nigga West Coast that fucker that always with them New York niggas seen them
side of the story So uhh, we finna do this shit like this It's like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitches They love to G a nigga young dumb
I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
funk cause y'all be the next in the long line of war stories [Chorus] [C-Bo] I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale Stackin loot up
