: I can't fly I never really could I don't feel you ever really understood at all I can't fly I never really could I just throw my arms out as I fall
I can't fly, I never really could I don't feel you ever understood at all No I can't fly, I never really could I just throw my arms out as I fall Always
I can't fly I never really could I don't feel you ever really understood at all I can't fly I never really could I just throw my arms out as I fall Always
Übersetzung: The Cure. Fälschung.
I can't fly I never really could I don't feel you ever really understood at all I can't fly I never really could I just throw my arms out as I fall
all) Be rocking beats Fake in fame [Verse 2: Kadafi] Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake
if you can't strategize then you just can't eat If your life in another nigga hand, you deaded And if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat it Another fake
cracks Can we make this last? 'Cause now I'm not so sure Are you up to the task? Sometimes the sickness is the cure (Sickness is the cure) You're searching
the Lethal Weapon boy, ridin the apocalypse If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure
2] Dr. Bieber Doc doc Dr. Bieber Dr. Bieber Doc doc Dr. Bieber Cure the fever, Cur cur cure the fever Cur Cure the fever, Cure the fever Dr. Bieber Doc
: Help those who need extreme help And find out a true experience Only one bullet remained to replace Fear by a fake dream In the four corners of this
my gurney And lead you to an anestetic breather If ya not broke, I'll save your face like dope and make it right Casue being fake ain't tight You need
destroy this place. If the aspirin you take Doesn't cure your headache Why do docs propose The headache's in your head? And if the orgasms we fake Take
self-doubt grows in my mind like cancer, but I make sure that my thoughts are pure, and my self-confidence is like a cancer cure, so someone tell me
Lethal Weapon boy, ridin' the apocalypse If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure
impacto (Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!) No resbalas cuando te acorralas Tu me das la liga como Dallas Mira si eres mala que me pega la cintura de hule! Para que me cure
come on and ride with me You ain't never worry about a thing 'Cause I got you, I got you, we gonna live life proper If you ever need a cure for the
