Kick a stone on a painted wall And when the riot comes, keep your head And keep your loving charm Living life is a glamor show But it's another word
Übersetzung: DC Talk. Ein weiterer Word 3 12.
Übersetzung: Talk Talk. Ein weiteres Wort.
Kick a stone on a painted wall And when the riot comes keep your head And keep your loving charm Living life is a glamour show But it's another word
town Kick a stone on a painted wall And when the riot comes keep your head And keep your loving charm Living life is a glamour show But it's another word
to put yourself on a pedestal My heart is open to everyone I don't believe in every single word that you say fill our minds with your words that talk
Toniqht is the niqht I let you know (toniqht is the niqht I let you know) Hey, I just can't do it baby Listen to my words baby Listen I dnt really wanna talk
trouble (trouble times) Damn [Jacki-O] It's hard on the yard I'm all alone in this struggle I can't trust these hoes your bestfriends be your foes No one to talk
riches, when they tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine they set jet away, they don't get a kick, they don't get a buzz man they, talk in circles
it just shows us our flaws The law is a tool that leads us to Christ And by faith we?re justified, and he gives us life They talk about the law, they talk
, party 2 live is throwin' another, party Funkin' ab shakin', party Ten thousand motherfuckers at the, party We're going to see ya at the, party Another
wanna feel your heart but it wouldn't beat Her gates remained locked I tried to move to 'em my feet wouldn't walk I wanted just to talk it out, wanna talk
me so how could I let you go oh no no no no no no no sorry I make you cry let`s talk about those days and how we used to play I rewrite my words girl
game you fucked Talk to my baby girl, give me the word on what she heard One of the grimmies is snitchin, Diamond a stool pigeon I talked to him He said
in the ghetto. June 16, 1971 Mama gave birth to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words
G Unit! [50 Cent] A, B [Scarlett] You can't fuck with me [50 Cent] C, D [Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets [50 Cent] E, F [Scarlett] Don't talk me
50 Cent talking] Now who the fuck told that lil' nigga he can talk to me like that? Catch my bottle up and roll him somewhere, [laughing] D.Y. wanna talk
Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline Penthouse full of imported shit, you know how I grind She got to talkin, talkin like a opportunist do Why talk
