Übersetzung: The Knife. Sie ist Having A Baby.
: So you're having a baby in November is it enough with my blessing or my kissing why wasn't I told
So you're having a baby in November is it enough with my blessing or my kissing why wasn't I told
face boy That?s why my neck shine like one of them shirts Puffy and Mase wore I done find a nympho as soon as I pop a bra She had my balls head first
' off his mouth from a cell He don't want it with me, he in DC I can have a nigga run up on him with a shank Purchase a few pennies out my piggy bank
like a coward You go against me, you'll be devoured Then you get to poppin you'll have a change of heart I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to
: (Bob Dylan) Lost John's sittin' on a railroad track Something's out of whack Blues this mornin' fallin' down like hail Gonna leave a greasy trail
the alley, she's been gone so long, Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, Kitty's back in town, here she comes now, Kitty's
like Give me a perc and a vibe with a verse to write Each word too precise, verbally nice, sharp as a surgical knife, And certain it's curtains I'm the
forever It?s hard, but its fair, I told that girl "Life hurts" The closest you gonna get to this is a Pac t-shirt The name?s Young, baby, you know I
: And now the little girl is a teenage wild child She knows the game And she plays it with a wild style She only smiles when she's sticking the knife
they show no love to us Technological fantasy, vertual man, it's like Soon we'll be selling human babies out of cans So you won't have to steal them
the sea is wide I guess she is still alive She's such a bitch, she will never She's such a bitch, she will never She's such a bitch, she will never die
please get him off me He's tapin me, he's bitin me, he's laughin likes it's funny She's scrapin me, she's fightin me, she's scratching like some dumb
, doesn't it? You and your husband have a fight One of you tries to grab a knife And during the struggle he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced (
do I gotta buy a whole block to myself a front door with twelve locks and have a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox and everytime somebody makes a threat
eat some Ambiens like they're candied yams Cut a couple cadavers up and have a little snack Abraf-ckingcadabra motherf-cker look who's back Just like a pendulum, Satan's
