you hit grade four But honestly the last thing he'll say tonight Just put your things away You know it's just not your time He's the boy you got He'
Übersetzung: You Am I. Fünfzehn.
rock who I am Com Sense, yo; I'm wit the fam, yo [Chorus x2: sung in tune of Brand Nubian's "Love it or Leave It Alone"] You gotta love it, or leave
You're giving it all to her, oh So am I So am I The ninety-seven days the fifteen blessed hours And it's easy as it goes, so am I How and hour of ninety
: I pump poison Into my body To forget That I am me It feels good Wonderful I forget I have feelings at all You're dizzy I floated up Fifteen miles
You hear that? You hear that? [Verse 3: Classified] Yeah, the first time I masturbated, I thought I needed help It was dark in my room, I thought I was
's dried up i'm so tired of crying for you when i am twenty-five will i be still alive cause i won't be getting any when i'm twenty-one this magma chamber
them i wouldn't need them If i didn't need them i wouldn't see them Neither do i, i say, neither do i, i say, again It's three fifteen AM If i didn
that bitch! Can you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a
you And I'm so thankful I made it through [repeat 4X] Word up mommy, I love you Word up It was all you, word, you brought me in like this [Mary J. Blige
I am today See cause if you forget where you come from, heheh You're never gonna make it where you're goin, aheh Because you lost the reality of yourself
real or fiction You'll never know [CHORUS] While you're locked to the Pulse of the rhyme flow! Once I lock you up, you can't get loose You put your
that HEY.... [Chorus] I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I ma not this skin I am a soul that lives
I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I am not this skin I am a soul that lives within [Verse 3: India
you wake up and the signs point to you They say, "I'm so glad that you finally made it here You thought nobody cared but I did, I could tell And this
more, you can live how you wanna Bet you need to make a name, bet you wanna You gave me the [?] I would whip it when I wanna Now you wanna talk down and
me, I think that's the part I find intriguing A little bit off I am, I am, I am I see that I'm caught I am, I am, I am It's something like a spiritual
These books are too heavy, plus the antenna's crooked The batteries are drained, I think I'll wait it out But way the pounds of apathy, I think I hate
