me I only wanna Be at the dock of the bay. It's such a beautiful place Soon I'll find my way Soon I'll find my way soon I'll find my girl Soon I'll find
Übersetzung: Nebel. Bald.
for me I only wanna Be at the dock of the bay. It's such a beautiful place Soon I'll find my way Soon I'll find my way soon I'll find my girl Soon I'll
: fallen from almighty hands I?m flying through the mist of evil yes I?m coming for this promised land ?cause I was told I?m made of ignorance and stubbornness
through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back" As soon
should' it stayed in school but the streets say why bother so I'm on the corner shooting dice into the late night trying to make my money hope ing soon
count yo' money [2x] [Layzie] "I'm peepin' Krayzie's 'Wanted' poster in the saloon, So I assume it'll be trouble round here pretty soon. Glanced across
night. Blinded by the light He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me
sweet death with me tonight In and out of stages Like the fazes of the moon It can shine so brightly Let the fullness soon come soon come soon But
, we must retain the freshness You lame and you plain depressing Is this what the game is left with? It's on homie, name the weapons Soon as Mister International
: [lyrics: Stanne] Over the moor of mist and through valleys of fate I fly on my voyage through this moonlit landscape of re-emerged figments of imagination
I?m gonna be there soon And then we gonna dance ?till noon It?s me ? mister superboombastic Enthusiastic ? fantastic Ready for the dancefloor here comes
growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too {Chorus: Dido} [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Mister
biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. -- we should be together too [Chorus: Elton John] [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Mister-I'm-Too
: (Hank Snow) That big eighteen-wheeler, rollin' down the track Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back 'Cause I'm movin'on, I'll soon be gone
: I gaze through the mist at the approaching host My hand finds the hilt of my sword Soon they are sundered, their bodies we roast Their leader is hacked
that a bitch They hate to see a young nigga rich But I refuse to switch even though Cause I can't move to the snow Cause soon as y'all get some dough
Cinderella hoeing for the fellas And Mister Rogers is gettin mighty jealous Of the cash that the pigs were makin Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon Cause Mister
