touch with everybody you know? In the morning When you've wiped his taste away The last of the red and all the records you played How much is enough? Did you
Übersetzung: You Am I. Wie viel ist genug-.
if I kill em first, your honor is that justified Thought that I was finished, thought that you had handled your business Thought you knew how it ended, apparently you
your number out to every nigga you meet i'm tired of games you playin', so stop playin' you hear what i'm sayin' you only good for parlayin' i'm laying
matter how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Ohhhh, it's never enough [50 Cent
I think that I know things may never change I'm still hoping one day I might hear you say I make you feel a way you've never felt before And I'm all you
you say how appropriate I don't want to dissect everything today I don't mean to pick you apart you see But I can't help it There I go jumping before
started right away What's that, no this is personal I'm not buying or selling anything Yes ma'am, I know just what to say I wrote it down, this is how
: Something about you that I can't shake, Don't know how much of this I can take, Baby I'm under your spell. I was knocked out and loaded in the naked
pen that will write. "Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says, Carefully removes his fez, "Am I hearin' you right?" And as the yellow fog is liftin' The Greek is
fu man How much is enough to support you man? I got a nigga in the jam, I am Sittin in the cell with no bail but I got cash Man I tell ya'll women Playin
hope is gone (all your hope is gone) And your life is filled with much confusion (much confusion) Until happiness is just an illusion (happiness is just an illusion) And your world around is
s getting kind of hard to take it slow. When I am up all night thinking about you. It doesn't even matter how long it takes. I'd be okay because we'
if you open your heart so much better if you open your heart you say your life is such a bore uhohohuhohoh you say your life is such a bore uhahahuhahah you say your life is
am I so long? But now my hustle's changed. - No more stickin' you up! I've got some weed, I know that for sure; that can pick you up! Just spark it up
in the mirror Tell me what you see Am I just a face in the magazines baby Is that how you want it to be Flesh and blood That's what I am lady I need loving
? What made this bitter doubt? Is peace not here for me to see? Wish I could tell you what I am feeling But words won't come for me to speak Oh, I'll
