Maybe we're the lucky ones 'Cause we can choose to turn it off Maybe we're the lonely ones 'Cause we decide to shield what's soft I'm sure you'll
Übersetzung: The Loved Ones. Die Odds.
Maybe we're the lucky ones 'Cause we can choose to turn it off Maybe we're the lonely ones 'Cause we decide to shield what's soft I'm sure you'll learn
cars, check! No business, check! No clothes, check! No business, check! No company, check! No money, check! I traded all, bitches for brand new ones,
t For This Ambivalence I'd Feel Alive If You're Looking For Advice On Broken Hearts And Tragedies I've Found The Perfect Truth Believe The Ones Who Love
Well, I'm here to represent for all the gangstas and the thugs And the underdog niggaz that ain't getting no love For a nigga trying' to make a weight
read the bible for basics? When I'm crooked eye with rivals Horizontal in God's places Suspicious of all Now who dat??? Quick on the draw Lick a paw For loved ones
, ain't nobody was glad The bombs were meant for him, he was supposed to feel bad He's the neighborhood bully Well the chances are against it and the odds
rapidly. At this point in time we know of only one method of killing the creatures: destroy the brain. Beyond the guard of any loved ones who may have
fire and sun The blood, sweat and tears, grinding for ones Nearly died for it, cried for it, hustle and flow Right from the seed, competing with my love
's little girl She was daddy's little girl This for all the woman who stayed strong and beat all the odds She was daddy's little girl The ones that have
louder than words this counries yelling And do we go to heaven or hell it ain't no telling I put my trust in God and what's the odds of who's the saver
mentality drug dealin' fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin' spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones
and analyzing the lyrics you use Finally realizing that humility is a bruise Scared love don't make none If these walls could speak, they would peep about the fake ones
within A short ride, they arrive There is no doubt that true love will survive We are the geisha boys doing it wrong again They are the chosen ones
mob for real You an example You should spread love not war 'Cause my shit is poppin' And I'd be God damned if you shot me You should spread love not
A strange form of life kicking through windows, rolling on yards Heading in loved ones, triggering odds A strange one And a hard way to come into a cabin
come a lot of technicality shit Too many co-defendants conspiracies linkin' Like the court system designed to keep the mind from thinkin' Fog ya vision, guess it's just the odds
