pave the way for days of hope and change See the standards high, rebuilding self-control And burn all the wasted time We must leave behind this modern way
Oversettelse: Livet i veien for deg. To The Edge.
can pave the way for days of hope and change See the standards high, rebuilding self-control And burn all the wasted time We must leave behind this modern way
bruise Puff make his own laws, nigga, fuck your rules (That's right) Good fellas, you know you can't touch us dudes Don't push us 'cause we're close to the edge
't let you leave. One thing that I know is baby you were made for me for sure. (My life) My life is in your hands, I'm meant to be your man. We're made
Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your
Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought would beat you down Lifts up and lights your ground Get back on your way
earth you thought would beat you down Lifts up and lights your ground Get back on your way at the end of the day
had me some lovin' And I done some time I see your silver shining town But I know I can't go there Your streets run deep with poisoned wine Your doorways
Im'a be ya playa for life, Cuban Link, CLK, yeah, Im'a be ya playa for life, It's plain to see, u can't change me, 'cause Im'a be ya playa for life,
Lohan, Kardashian you ain't gonna get any surgery on your figure they'll only bring the wrong daddy for your child ooh oh oh you're just like your momma and your
to make it happen but What you said you didn't mean and Now the tables turned You feel like your bridge is burned I just tried to be your man babe Now
say it might be a long night The first thing you should know, do she get down? Or if she's even feelin' you, is she worth your while? See this girl
Living risky never scared One closer to the edge Nothing valued think no fear Always wondering why you are here, All your purpuses are gone Nothing
avenue, having brew, grabbing my dick And if your clique talking shit, it's your clique I'm a terrorize The nine to your spine, now your ass is paralyzed
subconscious edge As old glory maintains your consciousness There's a loser in my house and a puppet on a stool And a crowded way of life and a black
Hard Job Plucking Out (Come On-oooo, When The Boys Come Out To Play Ahhh Yh Ahh You Better Put Your Guards Up, Guards Up Ahhh You Best On Your Way) (
