I didn't know my mama That she had a son like me, oh no, he baby I say I didn't know my mama, no, no I didn't know she had a son like me Oh baby, baby
You know we gotta do one for all these niggaz Out here sideline hatin', y'knowhat I'm sayin'? Don't get mad 'coz a nigga straight up Out the paint shop
Your mechanical eyes show how empty you are inside night after night you walk through the door searching hoping, rotting and dying what about this life
I ain't got time for gamez Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that thang And if they want drama they can get that man A nigga like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit
[Verse One] Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96, since he blew trial
Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since '96 Since he blew trial for them
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy Say your mind has an overload Your heart beats a rhythm, hot and cold Your stature has a naked bust When you're near, you
A penny for your thoughts But a dollar for your insides Or a fortune for your disaster I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank We only want to sing
I'm a chick with no tits I'm a mess Always been so fond of you do you like the way I dress? Look like hell all 7 days Got no tits that's why I say
Call me when you think the coast is clear I've been hiding out almost a year Is there something wrong? What's taking you so long? And yeah, I know it'
let them fall fall on me ill teach them all how to be CHORUS: im known yeah yeah oh oh oh im known yeah yeah oh oh oh little miss thang how ya doin?
Maybe you?ll chance me and maybe you won?t your hands in mine but will you let go? you took a chance and you took it on me so now i want to tell you what
Ich erkenne dich nicht wieder, meine Stadt, und du nicht mich. Wir haben uns verandert, meine Stadt, du und ich. Erst unmerklich, dann mehr und mehr,
Chorus: The cloud continues and the spot Diminishes without even the Hint of a glow. Is glowing a continuous process Or does the spot find its Way out
I'm in and out of conversation It's hard to keep my attention locked down So don't take offence to anything i say I tried so hard to keep you coming back
Your mechanical eyes Show how empty you are inside Night after night You walk through the door Searching and hoping Rotting and dying What about this
Tercüme: Asit Drinkers. Ben bilinen değilim.