Take cover, I wanna take cover From you I wanna take cover, take cover From you, wake me when it's over Take cover, I wanna take cover From you Cover, take cover
Übersetzung: Mr. Big. Take Cover.
Someone said life is for the taking Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride I've been living on my great expectations What good is it when I
goodbye Just take my heart when you go I don't have the need for it anymore I'll always love you, but you're too hard to hold Just take my heart when
Take cover, I wanna take cover From you I wanna take cover, take cover From you, wake me when it's over Take cover, I wanna take cover From you Cover, Take Cover
Your secret is safe I'll keep it on the inside Cover your play, makin' up a white lie I can't complain She's finally off of my back I shoulda know
am It doesn't have to be this hard for an ordinary man I wanna take cover, take cover From you, wake me when it's over Take cover, I wanna take cover
am It doesn't have to be this hard For an ordinary man I wanna take cover, take cover From you, make me when it's over Take cover, I wanna take cover
Them guns run, roll out or get blown out, You dont....wanna get nutty cuz nigga you gon get bloody, Once you see the braids and skullies, Cover that throat
Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands, like masturbation Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle with Satan Rassassination: taking
shop... And sanded it down Got it sprayed apple green, we sixteen through the town That was when the click down-n-dirty album just dropped And that Mr
want to love every girl in the World, take her to the moon, then take her to the room, posted up chilling, looking how I?m feeling, its Miss Amerie and Mr
(Smash) Back and forth, back and forth Let's do it, what you wanna hear? I wanna hear some of that ol' that, ol' dear diary (Dear diary) Mr, Mr. Scarface
me take you down to London city Where the attitudes bad and the weather is shitty Everybody?s on the paper chase, its one big rat race Everybody got a
't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin' Comin' straight from the gutter Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
of tic-tacs[Wooooo!!!] mr porters sick track, trick trick blat this that, riff raff, tell ya' bitch lick that. alcoholic ass clique this a big frat,
