believe That you thought you'd be mine, he's what I feel inside I just don't wanna be misunderstood Nobody telling me what's wrong or right, bad or good, 'cause I'm grown
thought you'd be mine he's what I feel inside I just dont wanna be misunderstood nobody telling me whats wrong or right bad or good cause I'm grown
Übersetzung: Truth Hurts. Gewachsen.
you thought you'd be mine he's what I feel inside I just dont wanna be misunderstood nobody telling me whats wrong or right bad or good cause I'm grown
Check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco [Chorus - Tony Yayo] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt
I breathe? My life is worthless without worship So now my purpose is His service This is certain, we've been purchased We gotta grow in truth of a God
s crazy cause our neighbors started following us 'round Lesson 1 gives the reason why we all in this now God predestined he would save this Thessalonians town He elected us for truth
ni**az get murdered by the full moon Heard it in whispered tones ni**az is bold and they choose to roll I kill em all, watch now ni**a truth be told
feel the same I've got this far But I can't go through with it Because the truth would hurt too much It hurts too much This hurts too much! She goes
Each one unlocking more of the truth I finally stopped tripping on my youth I finally got lost inside of you I finally know that I needed to grow And
m heartless And ain't no need to hide it (Gucci) [Chorus] [Verse 2:] A heart breaking is heart broke I'm a tell the truth cause we grown folks Why you
to everything when I leave this earth It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in the dirt You could try me fucka but when I squeeze it hurts, fine We'll
forget it When we look up We see the same sky When we look up We cry the very same cry Jin; rapping: See, I'm a grown man It hurts when I turn on the
family, long time ago I've answered his questions till I'm blue in the face Wish all that hurt in him, I could erase But I tell him the truth, cause he
essence in da head, missin ounces, zip code, eight miles Suckas, think I got they package but they still eatin moo-moo, oink-oink and fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl.. *repeats* The truth hurts
confused, who's to be praised? The mighty dollar -- or almighty Allah I'm like the farmer, plantin words, people are seeds My truth is the soil; help you grow
seem to hurt me more and more But each hurt makes my love stronger than before I know that flowers grow from rain How can love grow from pain, grow from
need a little bit (I) need a little dirt to grow. Need a little dirt to grow (It will make you better) Need a little dirt to grow (It will make
