's not good That boy's a fucking creep The boy's no good, yeah, he's a hood He won't treat you like he should I said the boy's no good, he's a hood He
Übersetzung: Rise Against. Boy ist nicht gut.
s not good. That boy's a fucking creep. The boy's no good. Yeah, he's a hood. He won't treat you like he should. I said the boy's no good. He's a hood
make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling! Now the man, I'm here again Don't worry to ever end It's feeling too good Gimme some more, oh lady lady
you, talk about your mistakes You cheated yourself but these are the breaks And it never be the same again, cause of old boy But oh boy, together we make
's err.. that's why we've got to help the developing nations get their mc'donalds, get their 7/11s, ahmean they haven't even tasted the goodness yet man
45 King, DJ Mark's my alias It takes a ton of MC's to prevail against me Just listen, I'm unstoppable You want a mission? This one's impossible Beats
one two three. It's just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social, scraping the skin of our culture, civilized vulture. Do me in, don't make me sin, I'm doing so good
: [King Midas] "Word, best to feel me, boy It's about to come off, it's about to come off Whether you love it or you hate it Ain't none of this drug
Hop when niggas knew the art of war (Shan!!!) Rough rhymes that's what gave the hard the core Now it's all good best friends became gladiators Matter
light that shit, smoke it (4:20, y'all, it's time, it's time) Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (it's been a long time for this man Niggaz been
don't hurt at all. I'd rather die than be your whipping boy. School year's almost over. Summer's one day closer. Summer's one day closer. Summer's one
apart until All that's left is blame So I just kept rhyming I caught her eye again Next thing you know she was hollering let's try again But I wasn'
sleep Now you can go to sleep Yes you can go to sleep (Go to sleep, it's okay) Good night, good night Good night, good night (Real niggas up again) (Phony
Moore I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you, I was trouble You know that I'm no good Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy He's in a place but I
Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my queen,
the buzz thats surroundin my name kweli it might be somethin that you can't pry from me shut out the eye 20s see my rhymes good money we're rollin with
eye again Next thing you know, she was hollering, let?s try again But I wasn?t buying in, didn?t want to lie again Love was in the frying pan, baby, it?s