say I wouldn't know, I haven't seen her I couldn't say, it's been a while I haven't thought about her lately So I wouldn't know I'm getting tired of
Oversettelse: Michael Ball. Jeg ville ikke vite.
apple pies from McDonalds Would soon be the boss of the Big Apple, ya know And who knew dude would play ball for the NBA Would make a mistake on the who know
And everybody say, say I know you, I know you I know you're thinking, thinking that it must be I'm a raw flow 'cause it never get rusty I ain't gotta
sick, quit playin' you prick don't nobody care Then why the fuck am I yellin' at air I ain't even talkin' to no one 'cause ain't nobody there Nobody
I'ma swing this like a cool cat Down with A.T.E.E.M., Trakmasterz got a dope rap Humongous vocals; I'm quick to flick a jab I'm not Michael Jackson or
I know you ain't there That's why I just want to let you know something bro You all know I love you You all know you're my homies And eh, alright we'll
"I know you ain't there That's why I just want to let you know something bro You all know I love you, you all know you're my homies And, eh, alright we
? Muthafucka You don't know shit do ya? You wouldn't know shit If it ripped into your ugly bitch ass face You ain't even begun to expierence drama muthafucka
him know I ain't no reverend either dat I go where the fuck I want I'm up in heaven evil U ain't gotta tell me I know I spit bars sick e-mail, anthrax
And I was told in school I was a fool And money I'd never gain none But I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel Said I'd be no rapper, but I did work
I think your amazing I think your wonderful I think your amazing I think your wonderful I think your amazing I think your wonderful I think your amazing
Who could it be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang Especially one who can't represent this game See,
my life, I felt it wasn't right I get awards and I break down and I cry on sight My grandma left my life, I felt it wasn't right I get awards and I break
men I've done seen stabbings, I've done seen shooting's I've done seen a robbery, I've done seen two But I ain't even 15, so when I turn 16 Im'ma get
I ask him "whats in the bag" he says "two acres of plants It's easy going in but hell gettin out I wanna make this paper and I think I know how Suprise
wrong But then it wouldn't be A Hollywood Undead song You've got your dress pulled up I see you all around I know you ain?t no slut But I know you're