devalise tes images, je prends ton coeur pour marque-page mon ange, on a pas le temps de se donner autant pour tourner toutes les pages. Je defragmente les pictures figurante
I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher Anything you have in mind I will be your father figure I have
MC rhymin? Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh MC, MC, ARYC Uhh, uh MC rhymin?, chart climbin? with the baguettes, Roley shinin? We smokin? the best trees, I bet some
Museu de Cera (Humberto GessingerAugusto Licks) quem quiser saber por que e nao tiver o que perder nao pode acreditar em tudo nao pode duvidar de nada
[Intro: Raekwon] When I write my lyrics, it's like, it's like I want my shit to be phat, I want people to be able to understand Yo, Anybody can rhyme,
world wide mob figgaz World wide motherfucking mob figgaz Weed smoking, gun toting, drinking Riding on our motherfucking enemies Y'all know how we do it A world wide mob figure
Greeting, welcome to the gypsy of fortunes Your coin was very much appreciated And now I shall grant you your future It seems my cards of Tarot have
diet I?m on strike The bigger the figure, the better I like her The better I like her, the better I feed her The better I feed her, the bigger the figure The bigger the figure
Shapes of things before my eyes Just teach me to despise Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame My eyes just heard my brain But will
Shapes in my mind, my eyes are closed The colors cry, my brain explodes My body shrinks into my head I must have help or I'll be dead Please You've
the sun... if i could f,f,figure it out figure it out if i could f,f,figure it out figure it out. if i could f-f-figure it out (i can't) figure
Maybe come with me to the coast And watch the way the rain comes down Out of the shadow she's more passionate We'll watch her roll in from the south
Maybe come with me to the coast And watch the way the rain comes down Out of the shadow she's more passionate, We'll watch her roll in from the south
I enter the room Confident enough For now I tread A straight and narrow way So I sleep soundly A little blue in the face Cut-out shapes In secondhand
I had a face on the mirror I had a hand on the gun I had a place in the sun And a ticket to Syria I had everything within my reach I had monkey and stuff
Lady look I'm tryna figure you out Okay I'm tryna find out what you all about Yea Baby girl I wanna get in ya head My head? Damn is you everything that
See that face from across the room And I can feel you're nothin' Show your fear it's not hard to see Intentions pale it's blindin' Stop stop from the