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Übersetzung: The Police. I Burn For You.
As ancient rocks are turning Quiet fills the room And your love flows through me Though I lie here so still I burn for you I burn for you I burn
your evening smile The shade of your parasol And your love flows through me Though I drink at your pool I burn for you I burn for you You and I are
me, I'm gone smoke him When I say I'm all in I mean I'm all in Nigger you blink shell cases just fall in You fucking with the police? Well you better
Cent:] I know you love it but how much do you love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I
the laws of creation You can not all be Jesus Christ But you still can make some sacrifice If not for anyone for yourself Cause you have nothin to prove
no need for me speakin' with you I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep it with you Cuz unfortunately, i'm one of them rappers that keep a pistol
PUMP if you're pissed To the sell-outs, livin it up One way or another you'll be givin it up, huh I guess cause I'm black born I'm supposed to say peace
another you'll be givin it up I guess cause i'm black boy I'm supposed to say 'peace', sing songs, and get capped on ? But it's time for tha new plan,
is brief And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' me I came straight up out the gutta I was saved from hell And I'm a thug I was raised in jail Now
the scene chase me When they want the product nigga I got the smoke Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want What you working with I'm some
suckers was guessin I was ganked for sexin Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't regret it I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm cuttin class and I'm buckin
, just to live large like Rockefeller First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God
-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you
and I'll make you a memory, [police sirens] The .40 Cali burn you be smokin' like a chimney! [police sirens] {DAMN! } Niggaz sick of pussy shit and me