I want to live To feel a face that isn't there I want to live I roll over and you're not there I'm only standing on the shore I had some friends but
Översättning: Talking Heads. Jag vill leva.
though I'm the shit Is it too late to tell ya'll to suck my dick (Talking) Bitch I do it too late for what I want it I need it If I need it I got it
', stop callin', I don' wanna think anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head
Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station Tonight I'm not takin' no calls 'Cuz I'll be dancin' Cuz I'll be dancin' Cuz I'll be dancin' Tonight I
came I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick But my mom said, "No, no way, uh-uh, forget it" There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax
I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky",
it's on, the shots flowin' through your head I been rich, I been poor, I saved and blown bread Some say I been here before because of the way I zone
I'm talkin' to these Yeah, okay Yeah, ooh, ooh, this one's a vivrant thing LB, G.I. one fam, oh, my, bounce with me now Big, dawg, hot, I'm talkin', this
motherfuckin' monster I, I crossed the line, line And I'll, I'll let God decide-cide I, I wouldn't last these shoulders So I, I am headed home, home
are, I'll go where you go, I want to be where you are, Wherever you go, Girl I'll go there, I'll prepare, I'll go, i want yo love Baby I'll go, That
blow you Whatever kind of kisses you want Because you've got so much in common With my big cock creator We function on the lowest human level Yet somehow keep living I
appears Just before the little birds go to sleep I like to stand on my head and pretend That I am a control tower and you are an airplane I can talk you
'em all aside I hope you finally get what you want, now you know I didn't wanna live without ya I didn't wanna love without ya I used to think I'd die
grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the
on if any cops get in our way Turn up the mic dog, so I can get off Find me Charlton Heston and I might cut his head off I'm not to be fucked with Step
might have a bruised one Brass knuckle prints? Yes, I used some I ain't here to boast, I don't do that When I talk it's straight dope, pure facts I rock
