I bear It will be, if you want me Let it go, let it go, if you think it's good Don't be afraid to let it go, let it go Just hold on tight and Let emotions
ya, and i bear, it will be, if you want me chorus: let it go, if you think it's good don't be afraid to let, let it go, just hold on tight and let
Übersetzung: Tank. Let It Go.
hear ya, and i bear, it will be, if you want me chorus: let it go, if you think it's good don't be afraid to let, let it go, just hold on tight and
ounce It's the Brooklyn sway And as I let the music play I wouldn't have it any other way And if it sounds like somethin you heard before it's all the
up) Throw ya hands up (get em up) [Verse 2:] Could it be, that controversy was my destiny I let my anger get the best of me Everywhere we hang it's the
it up, cock it back, and ask them what's up? Cause I be droppin it, droppin it, poppin it, poppin it Walkin it, walkin it, shit it ain't no stoppin it
got my own fragrance Power by 50 goddamn it I think I made it! {HAHA! } I tried to keep it basic, they wanna complicate shit, The Feds on my phone that
: [Kobe] Uh Uh huh You know what this is I'ma let 'em run around one more time I drop sumpin' on y'all It's like... it's like What's it like? My microphones
need to go 'cause I'm a country boy You sure look good, sittin' in my right seat Buckle up, I'll take you through the five speeds Wind it up, or I can slow it
knees and I pray God won't let me see another day Then I wake up and thank God that He's ignored my prayers again Systems of belief well they come and they go
do it Gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt Just push right through it When shit get rough You gotta stick to it Play that Bone Thug music It
off the cruise control And turning up the radio Got just enough religion And a half a tank of gas Come on Let's go I finally found my way Said goodbye
we go, here we go The tank is empty, let it dry I'm suffering A passion ending, so the world ceases turning The tank is empty, let it dry So now I hope
I'm not tryin' to go back, So I let it simmer in my brain until my skull cracks. Say to myself, temper temper Webby turn it down a notch, Then the devil
your family mourn'ya Boo-hoo! where ya gonna run to when I pull out the scooby do run let me break ya off some hit the floor cuz it aint no fun but here
IN WAR Fire constantly burn...IN WAR RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED...IT RED! [Marcus Garvey dialogue 2] If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it
