you Keep you for myself Gonna take you by the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you, I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
Übersetzung: The Dead Weather. Ich kann Sie nicht hören.
the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
you by the hand I'm gonna walk you to my house So I can hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you I wanna hear you
, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You
see the dirt I've done before I quite the flame, if you can see what I see, you see me poppin the chain, or you see me scrappin, I pull out and pop off
I need to hear The only voice that leads me on So I can find my way back to you I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I saw
get him out the game anyway Fuck what anybody say, I can live with the fame I came to master the game and dish out pain You can't weather the storm get
from this return I fall out of grace I think I?ll hold on to what I made by this everyday You can?t take this life Take it back from me I think I?ll
RZA) {Method Man}] Word (These mothafuckin' niggaz, man) Yeah, I hear that, you got that shit, right? (Yeah, I got it) Lemme hear it (I'ma two-way Sunn
house! But now I'm here, you wanna stand around running your mouth?! I can't hear nothing you saying or spitting, so wassup! Can't you see we in the club
so sick I don't need a piece for it I can hear the streets talking, I dare you to reach for it I'm strapped if you look closely you can see the Taurus
warrior, poet, never to mention I love my lady rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the
and you can tell him I said it He was talking a lot at first but you can see that dead it You can see I ain't sweat it Hell I'll even call him up myself
the house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's up? Don't you see we in
inbetween the ears Objection to make you cirular Work you just enough so you can work yourself Hook Verse 3: Overly anxious can't just wait To see
like death is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein' Do I run to the mirror look at me, and pull the trigger. hooker said body found dead and
't know weather I'm alive or dreaming or dead or remembering How can you tell what's a dream and what's real When you can't even tell when your awake
