Luck loves me not tonight, I'm running out This four leaf clover's all, but useless now I've got four wheels that say I'm not alone tonight I'm always
Lipstick has a way of leaving More than just a mark on my sheets Coloring my senses cherry red At least for this week Kisses under starry night skies
Hey kid, you've got a lot of potential But I think its time to move up So go on and blow us away with your sound Now you're everything that we've come
Get me out of this place before I 'cause more damage A small price to pay for building houses out of matchsticks And when things get too hot, you've got
Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye It could be for the last time and it's not right "Don't let yourself get in over your head", he said "Alone and far from
What, Swishahouse, Sucka Free Kiss our ass if you bootlegging Hold up Watts, bring that back Chamillionaire, let me and Paul Wall Get some of that.. [
There the soldiers in the sunlight Kill the center of a man in endless suicide By the night light in foreign sky Is the holstered bridled child spinning
Alright She's got hurricane eyes And you know what she sees She's got love in her thighs And she gives it for free She makes a cigarette shake And don
This mic in my hand, I'm rulin' Stupid, you know it's time to sit an' think, before we hit the brink Locker room, at a prize fight before he hit the
taire Nos levres sont seches et nos bouches vont mieux A faire que se prendre au mot Que se prendre au jeu Parfois, crois moi, on doit se taire enfin Se taire
de conneries Je veux bien me taire, rien que pour te plaire, pour te plaire Je veux bien me taire pour tes yeux verts, tes yeux verts Je veux bien me taire
a de deja mort Pour tout ce qu'il y a eu de trop Recuperons nos bouts de tords Recuperons nos bouts de peau Refrain : On devrait pouvoir en rire On devrait pouvoir se taire
Be silent, be still Don't make me chase you I'll warn you, I will Just to embrace you I'll get my fill So be silent, be still Be hopeful, be brave I
Ease this grieving, so misleading, take away this flowing stream Endless mournig, solemn lorning, encompassing my torrid dreams Painful weeping, poison
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There the soldiers, in the sunlight Kill the center of a man in endless suicide By the night light, in foreing sky Is a holstered, bridled child spinning
(feat. Krumbsnatcha) [Premier scratch: "This mic in my hand, I'm rulin!"] [Verse One: Guru] Stupid, you know it's time to sit and think, before we hit