what you see? this is all of me so here I wait for you I'm not at all displeased (with you) eventually I'll be left here feeling empty again I'm still
Übersetzung: Kein Motiv. Leere.
: [AKON] I'm steady tryna find a motive, Why do what I do?, Freedom aint gettin no closer, No matter how far I go, My car is stolen, no registration
take to a further extent, Locked up and they wont let me out, When I hit my cell block, niggas know to get me out. [AKON] Im steady tryna find a motive
our motives What stories set to match Whatever beat that drives the impulse Whatever tune that carries through What's in a soul that rattles empty In
: I came to your party dressed as a shadow and you never knew, you never knew I rolled through the halls like a velvet wave, as quiet as an empty stage
threading hollow motives, and silence is the sound, throw this all away, remove these words past recognition, we purge belief from empty promises, throw
world. She takes my breath, my scary girl. She licks me up and spits me out. She takes it all, except my doubt. She saw through me, my empty
needed was suede pumas and a beeper Now they all expecting condos, briquettes and pet cheetahs See ya when I see ya And by then I know the motives, she
' and scratchin' is the name of the game Now here's a little somethin' 'bout nosy people It's not real hard, it's plain and simple Baby-D Supersonic Supersonic Supersonic motivating
I'm steady tryna find a motive (Motive) Why I do what I do? Freedom ain't gettin' no closer (Closer) No matter how far I go My car is stolen (Stolen)
don't take it to a further extent Locked up and they won't let me out When I hit my cell block, niggaz know the threat me out I'm steady tryin' to find a motive
to go, can't sit still Look for a motive in the time that I kill Thinking of ways to fill up my empty days To fill up my empty days Hard to believe
You've got your motive you set the scene So how about another taste or would you like to remind me why we're here As I walk to the water to cleanse off
tragedy struck Niggaz emptied on son, and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck The red Cherokee blood was pouring out his head heavily The only motive
I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
do, And what I gotta do Is work and flip a dolla'. Ain't got no trophies But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles. Not an alcoholic but alcohol it, Can