I'd like to wake up with you early in the morning Or stay up late, just playin' records on your phonograph I'd like to get to know your mother and your
I spend a lot of time thinkin' about you Do you think about me? I'm tryin' real hard, you know, to live without you But girl can't you see I've been
all of that Money, clothes and oh, diamonds, cars, rims, shining None of this compares to what I see in you Materials don't mean a thing to me Girl,
Man it's cold'n a muthaf**ka I wish I had some ole funkdafied... This is Lakeisha Lymon with Bone Magazine here interviewing the (Three 6 Mafia) from
Lonely, knelt down the bench, in the park, tears came from my eyes... A fowl came to shit on me/"You are on our side!" I came back everyday,& talked
of that, money, clothes, and (ohh) diamonds, cars, rims, shining None of this compares to what I see in you, Materials don't mean a thing to me, Girl
All the trades and thoughts and grades and pavement stains And the neon tube you chose to have Sing into stainless steel for in a deal you realise
Oversettelse: Før. Materielle ting.
Oversettelse: Bizzy Bone. Ruggish Og Raw.
Oversettelse: The Lady Of Rage. Røff Robust \u0026amp; Raw.
Oversettelse: Noemi. Røff Robust \u0026amp; Raw.
Oversettelse: The Riot Før. Plastic Kister For plast Hearts.
Oversettelse: Dørvakt. Røff Robust \u0026amp; Raw.
: All the trades and thoughts and grades and pavement stains And the neon tube you chose to have Sing into stainless steel for in a deal you realise
(feat. Tha Dogg Pound, Snoop) [Snoop] Rage... what does that word mean, Rage? Out-Rage-ous, vindictive... conspicuous All about it, got to have it
[Verse 1: manCHILD] I push my pen past the breaking point, the point of no return Past the pointed fingers, past the point at which you learn Past ideas
