More or less neglected From backbone to the heart It was more than I expected And I knew it from the start That you'd fit into my trash box A perfect
More or less neglected from backbone to the heart, it was more than I expected and I knew it from the start That you'd fit into my trash box Mmh, a
Übersetzung: De-Phazz. Trash Box.
dirt More or less neglected from backbone to the heart, it was more than I expected and I knew it from the start That you'd fit into my trash box Mmh
know, just like true to the game Aight which which game is that kid? [Daddy-O] Messin around, diggin in my crates Lookin for some roughneck beats and breaks Stumbled pon some SHNCECK they show on The Box
Cent] My buddy gotta temper he dyin' to pop off Like Tommy did the cops had the block all locked off Take them with me to hustle stashed him in the trash
scuola come i dischi di vinile e non ne so niente del disagio giovanile ma sono popolare in mashup con la Pausini in camere e scatole tipo sgabuzzini Cultura trash
and worn They've been working all night Waiting for the curtain to rise While you're under the sheets You with the stars in your eyes Letter box noise
pony are slippin' And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin' And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys Turn to broken down slums and trash
: Back on my day shift, I got my tools and my lunch box I'm on my grind, full time, but I never punch clocks I'm more than muscle, not a dumb jock, no
'm a skinny white dude, I ain't nothin to fear (Class) More advanced than you technical cats Your literature's littered, (literally) edible trash You
yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit Attention all radio station jocks ... Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit haw haw, got to be groovin' jammin' on yo box. Ah yaaaaaa
in the mornin Put your smarts on the side of your garment Nigga stop fuckin with me R. -- I. -- P. [Interlude] That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild Nigga I keep trash
thug you should of Been a cop, I don't care if you've been shot been to the pen or not Pussy I'll pull it, give you A bullet in a box [Chorus - Jay-Z
law thug you should of been a cop, I don't care if you've been shot been to the pen or not pussy I'll pull it, give you A bullet in a box [Chorus -
in black couldn't guard em [Verse2:] I'm a diplomat OC, yous a midget scrap stop, for this fifth or mack pop, sit you in a black box, got my fitted
it like this Go off and get yo' gat, to silence the chit-chat, blast! So pass, outlast, bout cash Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trash Lo realer
