(Lord Infamous) Gotta have a big back Bank account not pitty amounts Bud by the pound Smoke a mothafuckin' ounce A mean ass crib All digital studio
Your daddy was a Sgt. Major You didn't wanna but he made you Wipe his brass from time to time It left a picture in your mind You know? You know? You
I saw on the poster My name was printed Just a little bit smaller I can see you need to stand Just a little bit taller No one ever talks about it But
I'm not trying to hide anything I wear it on my sleeve I wear it on my sleeve I'm not trying to be something I'm not This is all I've got This is all
Time nor tide will never change its way love like mine goes on day after day True as stars that twinkle in the blue time nor tide won't change my love
Lugen, lugen, lugen und das Ich nicht - Lugen, lugen... und... Das Ich ist ein Stromkreis - berurt mich - Der Widerstand - geht mir durchs Herz Ich platze
The wind sways the trees and the raindrops on the leaves Tumble down, down my neck in the breeze Yes, it's true I hid out in the shadow of your doubt
(....Yeah....uh.....ahhhahhhha) I think I saw her for the first time maybe at a newstand She was licking a mag, and dressed oblique She called me baby
Vein pesukoneen vein lastenrattaat kahmin lapset, koiran, auton seka television ja aina kerron aikaan Pikku Kakkosen kun iltapalan kattaan kerron kuinka
Sacame del aire, no puedo respirar. Somos diferentes, necesito un break, (oh baby) no me lo puedes dar! Hablar de ti me pone mal, nunca fui Freud ni
This is a song full of metaphors All I be needing is tobacco and draw Better let me in to your country though Then I can show you what you're missing
Like an ashtray Hidden in The corner of a room That I'm not accustomed to Hope you don't mind If you know what I mean Hope you don't mind If you know
Said youd give me just a little kiss And youd rock me for a little while Well youd slip me just a piece of it Listen up little child I want it all
If I had been the one like this And now you were neither here nor missed it's the same thing it's that same hurt every day And without it, there's no
Deine Hande sind schmutzig Du liegst im Dreck Dir kommen die Tranen Steh auf und wisch sie weg Du versuchst zu atmen Es fallt so schwer Jeder Gedanke
Arrancada, pobre flor, solo buscaba algo mejor. Desgarrada, sin amor, nunca vendio su corazon. De una patada, rompo el Sol. Enganados, ?no se por
My money's gone my tank is empty This dope-filled life has got the best of me Wait this can't be right But it's all written in black & white (black
Did you ever want to go leave love to those who know did you ever say i stopped in the middle or the fear of being hurt the one you loved could be so