the deep blue sea What did I get myself into? what would I just give to see you once more again? Get a new life I think you should Get a new life cause
Übersetzung: Kein Motiv. Get A Life.
of the deep blue sea What did I get myself into? what would I just give to see you once more again? Get a new life I think you should Get a new life cause
real good text for Christians So read it closely, I hope we can catch the vision Chapter 1 he tells them he's blessed to get them Co-laboring with him
hittin motives from a passion who wouldve thought Come holler at me baby love for my thug nature Far from a player hater lable me a money maker Straight
I see is motherfuckers actin less than G's Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger Be a real
In most cases - Stat's attitude is "fuck a bitch" My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was diff-erent, thought we shared a covenant
living through chemistry Prescriptions for it if you need relief. Better living through chemistry. Get your life under control. Get your life under control. Get your life
like they forgot about me, Commissary is getting empty, My cell mates getting food without me, Can't wait to get out and move forward with my life, Got a
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
of a locomotive Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound? And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive You could laugh and cry in a single sound
, Half a million dollars later and my taxes paid, And I'm still spendin money from my actin days, Damn, life is such a lovely thing, Feel the perks that a
in the mix I guess he thought he could of been gotti in the flix But at this point I'm just pocking a body with a stick Now a days rapping is a childrens
Stat Quo] In most cases, Stat's attitude is fuck-a-bitch My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was different, thought we shared a covenant
a dutch inside a candle seed Liquor bottles in cemetarys 'Nuff built up inside my body, but the Lord is my salvation Still have to make a move, cause
art remains like a dart from the speaker to your heart Spiritually through the portal now my words as a mortal Plan to leave without a fight I plant a
a war, get out ya Lexus You on my guest list, so choose ya exit to ya deathwish, the useless get buried my a homocidal of unnecessary We be drinkin'
