I can see I'm a little unstable Mystified, I'm tired and unable To switch it on and switch it off daily It's okay to say how you see me It's about my
I can see I'm a little unstable Mystified, I'm tired and unable To switch it on and switch it off daily It's OK to say how you see me It's about
Übersetzung: Will Young. Switch It On.
what's up), ha look out (look out) come on (come on) let's do this here (let's do it baby) everybody throw your hands up Come on, everybody catch the flo' (come on) It
a ??? gun His young life they took it This ??? is rotten Everyday it get's colder They throwin' away the key Sendin' the soldiers to angoula My round slangin' that yola With they hand on
on the court he appriciates your support but he a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant
black blood drippin We can change Whatcha now say? I'm watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh) Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on
Hennesey got me queasy Don't wanna earl, young nigga take it easy Picture your dreams on a triple beam, and it seems don't underestimate the power of
like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
he?d switch it on He knew which buttons he had to press it didn?t involve no web address She might look good yeah She might look nice She might have the perfect form But will
here a good ol' time And I'm on it girl, that's right I'm on it girl See this is the first time I had a girl Who's looks set me on fire I'm really trying
the dopest young buck with this rap shit Crazy motha fucker in need of a strait jacket Rap it, grab the track and face bash it Every instrument and the beat will
be hip hop it's all that we know Blaze up the shelto stro Yo on with the show Get the drum track going Ok enough small talk But whatever you drop, keep it hard It
come like a storm Young girl, eyes full of promise Carry the baby and keeping it warm Down where the sad willows gather Young men go down on their knees
top it You can google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible to stop it More fire, thunder, pain, I go and heed the villian
of my skin or was it a figment of my imagination maybe it bothered me more than it did them maybe it wasn't a big deal back then but to me it was, see what it
