I'm home I feel like nothing again Pretending not to care, but I care And I care, don't say another word Our time was worthless and I tried We started
Oversettelse: Startstreken. Kinn mot kinn.
Oversettelse: Startstreken. Emo Song (kinn mot kinn).
Oversettelse: Startstreken. Kinn mot kinn (The Real Version).
I'm home I feel like nothing again, Pretending not to care, but I care, And I care, don't say another word Our time was worthless, but I tried We started
's all about money ain't nobody frontin' I gotta go get it we gotta survive Whether it's workin' a nine to five Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
from Baps Yo, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin' lines
way Dizzee Rascal's hot like summer bay And I hit MC's like croquet If a boy pet then a boy must pay You can start answer on a lay lay Please feel free
the music that you play Has to be your own beat, So Marley Marl went down to take a test To see who could cut up music best, They were all lined
squeeze (5) The gall of you to call to who all of you to pause (7) I can promise my knowledge degrees has started a lot of beefin (6) {*gasp*} The fall of your momma's cheeks
time you kissed me on the face Question mark, space I know you're with me underneath the star-scape Treadmill, pick up our pace Head-start on a jet in
Cheeks, back in that ass How we do it LB fam style C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what (Lost Boyz now, OK, alright, OK, alright, OK, OK, alright) (Cheeks) Many
Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none You can
care who She whispered quiet terror news He didn't give a hoot Said do what you have to do All she had to do was speak Mouthpiece to cheek Please,
be dancing One on one or two on two They're dancing three on one 'Cause there ain't no rules Face to face And cheek to cheek They're dancing on the floor
I'm walking on the pavement skipping on the lines So the bears won't eat me send me to the salt mines Get on the bus but the bus don't start My feet are
wave runner, tanning wit dykes Blowin the haze, while all of em givin me brains One at a time, y'all start from the front of the line everybody wanna
