(sam) it's fate that bring us here we're not the one to blame there lies a little fear there lay a litter shame you're not alone but everybody's gone
Översättning: Cromok. Cold World.
Översättning: Cromok. BBP (Business Innan Nöje).
I got a chrome plated heart Wings on these fingers, trying to tear it apart I got angels crying from up above And they got rust in their eyes, they got
You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin' for your head, how I could just kill a man? Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got
Woke up this morning, smoked some sticky green to get me started Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm never broken-hearted Bang us in your cars, bang us
He's my prince, he's my god But it's so complicated He's my hero, he's my idol But I'm so dizzy of him He's wearing a jeweled crown With precious stones
Chrome revolution, microphone pollution Satellite days with a textbook solution Get back, slide off the track Like a lyric in a haystack Drunk off of
Chamillion gave me the bitch, she was already a star Now all these niggaz wanna fuck my car She a video hoe, the bitch make big money Like to let her
A-ha-hah! Bwah-ha-ha! (Cough! Cough!) Ha ha ha ha! Nyah-ha-ha! Ha ha ha . . . ha ha ha ha ha ha . . . Nyah-ha-ha-ha! Oh . . . Arbitrary! Nyah-ha-ha-ha
The music was new black polished chrome And came over the summer like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days They went
Silver needles Golden eagles Frightened faces Basket cases Jags and riches Queens and witches Electric mantras And tight-fitting dreams Never been so
If all my dreams were a tidal wave And every day was Christmas We could spend our lives in the drip At the edge of the world 'Cause love is something
You better listen up Since you screwed me you've been on my mind Yeah, till the day we met, I was cruisin', I was doin' fine Ooh, but now my world's gone
Andiam sopra ad aspettar Senti il circo arrivare? Tutti sopra per giocar Per la mano, e poi volare Between the flowers Amongst the grain I seek you
[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low
I got a chrome plated heart I got wings on these fingers trying to tear it apart I got angels crying from up above And they got rust in their eyes They
