my love, I need to kill Believe in me, I promise you, I soon will close my arms around you But still I'm killing And still I'm bleeding I suppose to
Oversettelse: Angel Dust. Likevel er jeg Bleeding.
OH my love, I need to kill Believe in me, I promise you, I soon will close my arms around you But still I'm killing And still I'm bleeding I suppose
Blood Angel - give me eternity I'm, trapped in your garden of lust Oh vampires lust You burn me to dust 5. I Hear You Cry I said why!? I really don
(Master P talking) -haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood -should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it -I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga
I'm in love there's no one else I think of So I'd rather build a wall till I kno I can trust I would rather just lust than ever make him a must Just
year of the waterbug Cockroach utter thug specimen Your response, dreaming of your next of kin I'm still dealing with this mess I'm in I've been the
I'm toothless Is that, predestination or is it by design? That I'm trapped in time sand Show radio mission control but for my rhymes Man 'cause I can
I'm workin wit some change aiy And aint afraid to put fifty up on ya brain yay You bout warrin over yo' people I'm the same yay Look, I'ma have somebody
when I crawl I bleed like an angel Suicide I'll never die because I haven't lived cause it's Something I could never find Something I could never find I'm
I'm toothless Is that, predestination or is it by design? That I'm trapped in time sand Show radio mission control but for my rhymes Man cuz I can like
I just put the groupie through Got her spinnin to the angel, dizzy to diesel Roll up the PCP-lease, I'm busy with evil My hand on the tit, I'm commandin
in sight Midnights in Manhattan keep me dreamin I caught a dream by the tail, I think I'm gonna keep it This is the first time I've ever hated something
tongue on my infected wounds I stare into the hollow where the dust of time still moan Upon a bleeding paradise, where angels no more roam...
Mia X) [Master P talking] -haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood -should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it -I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy
mic, I don't swing a knife I'm like GE, I 'bring good things to life' One of the chosen few holding you under siege Wanna bleed, I treat you like weed
