обители. В дорогу брось упрёк, взглядом проводи презрительным. Дыры от пуль и клыков на рваном кителе. Под снегом нехоженым буду только твоим победителем
We're coming up like killing machines Our big guns gonna shatter your scene It's pandemonium on the floor 'Cause everybody wants a little more They wanna
No matter what people say I'm gonna do it my way I'm strong enough and alive I know that I can survive Won't take advise that you give I've got my own
intentions and a life so pretentious? What? What? What? Rawwwr Please try again Insert your coin Please try again Insert your coin... Извини, но ты не победитель
Ink stained fingers promise everything And nothing And therein lies a story It's no easy sentiment Aconscious effort To save the last... I love you Just
There was a time I packed my dreams away. Living in a shell, hiding from myself. There was a time when I was so afraid. I thought I'd reached the
I walk, you run. Feel so outdone. You always wanted it to be one on one. I cost, you're free. Make me believe That you've been innocent 'til proven guilty
Пусть мои слёзы Прольются каплями дождя С холодных небес Где без тебя так сумрачно... И пусто Яд Одиночества яд Душу гнетёт... Замерло время Здесь
I'm wakin' up in the morning Hustlin' to the stage and fuckin' performin' Bustlin' through the hate and bustin' the door in Lately nothing misses, I must
[Verse 1] Ii??m performin' tonight you know that shit gon' be packed Pay me in advance and make sure that iti??s exact My ex girli??ll probably show up
Stand on your feet for another go 'round Sight the shakin', now we're gonna go down In the mean time gettin' ready, gettin' ready to roll I'm the dealer
Cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha When you're feelin' that you're movin' up Always someone tries to make you stop When you're filling, fillin
[Justin Timberlake:] I'm wakin, up in the morning Hustling to the stage and fuckin performin' Bustlin' through the hate and bustin' the door in Lately
The lyric is recorded like this: Fuck the front door fuck the back fuck the good girls with the knack fuck the guverment until they fuck you back
Jet Life thats all playa, Fresh weed in a glass jar playa, Not the body Vampire Slayer, Pull up strings like a Guitar player, Dying Man, Body shaking,
If you could read my mind you wouldn't be so blind Can't you see that I'm in love with you My lips would make no sound my head just spins around My tongue
I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner in bed I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner, I'ma winner I'ma winner in bed When I get
I watch with open eyes Till it's time to take it all the way Hey, every day the game is ours to play Oh, tell me why there are no alibis 'Cause winner
