s what I wish tonight If you make all my wishes come true I'm wishin' on you I wish I may, I wish I might Have a wish, I wish tonight I wish I may, I
Übersetzung: Niemand Angel. Wishing On You.
blue We must all stay true Play the game nigga Never let the game play you And for the fame Niggas change fast That's a shame What's the game
My love, I'll never leave you girl Our love, a gift from above My love, where would I be without Whenever I'm on the road doin' shows, I wish you were
magnum for You crept and you came and shit changed M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang Nigga what you sayin you came and you went Now bet on the
Guess it's not about who you know, it's just how you balance it It's always awkward to dummy a nigga artist And get on someone song when you know you
watch the fiends fiend, my mind screams [CHORUS] Your body's cold you feel numb from your addiction Just say no's a contradiction It seems like the whole world's
Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh. The Juice Crew rule but who's this nigga KRS? Reference points, too many to wish for. Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay
say) you no know say wahala dey Na the way you do the things you do Ebe like say you get plans for me and you if I put it on you, you put it on me What
not put yourself around it Cause when you in it you tend to push it to the limit but Then when the sin beginnin you wish you would stay grounded I went
of love and a pit full of demons [Verse 1] Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends who grew up together and shared ends Nobody stepped on nobody's
tell Life goes on, Muslim and Christian don't tell mi yuh mission Life goes on, religion ah division (Hold on) [Intro:] Everybody waan go to heaven But nobody
s not about who you know, iti??s just how you balance it Iti??s always awkward to dummy a nigga artist And get on someone song when you know you comin
' you And nobody knows it but me Yeah, Ohh, uhh, whoa, omom Nobody, nobody, but me Tomorrow morning I'm hittin' the dusty road Gonna find you where ever, ever you
And when the 1999 rewinds, you didn't even make any strides Murder all around the whole world, it's nauseatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why
with. Whateve r you claim, you better get paid. Shit. Krayzie: If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you, better get ready for war. If you
searching who, they searching me and then they searching you, They smell the breeze and you smell like trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the
thousand cash You feelin' like a hoe, money comin' out your ass In a way, it's not your fault You stupid as fuck, that's why you got caught You never