me And I don't think I'll make it through I'll use your light to guide the way 'Cause all I think about is you And all these days I spend away I'll
Перевод: 3 Doors Down. Все, что я думаю о вас.
t quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse 2] For you, I wanan write the sickest
all get fu-cked. Just stay true to you I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything is so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta
and I'll have a steak And you'd think with all i have at stake Look at my daughters face.... Mommy somethings is wrong with dad i think He's acting weird
raps to sell his records; Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! You think I give a damn about a grammy? Half of you critics can’t even stomach me
it then, I got nothing but time, I’ll wait, until its dries for the moment i guess your all safe, after I sand it and buff it I guess that I’ll paint
lean You know how i do when i get on the scene Santa Clause "SC" what i call his name He gimmie too much...I think Santa got craaaazy But anyways thanks for all
your hip Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit But when I get back, I'ma bounce
it out to the beat I ain't sorry for the way I feel I know you think I'm being insincere From the way I'm treating you I never wanted to be so unkind
3] Baby, All I can say is I'm sorry Since I found me my lady To think about cheating would be crazy Don't get down baby All I can say is I'm sorry Since I
black You believe I'm comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown You believe, that nigga, I love to get it on You half steppin' I got the weapon Boom!
I walk through the fire, gasoline doors I dun seen everything nigga, and i dun sold it all New whips every month, nigga i dun drove it all Pocket full of bread, nigga bet i
I bang in the east and I'm bangin' in the west and I come to give you more and I will never give you less you will hear it in the street or you can
look like my bedroom door when i was four no rockin that boat, or you be swimmin, fo sho oh, i stay ship shape all aboard thats just how i roll, when i
raps to sell his records Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too You think I give a damn about a Grammy? Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let
the daylight sun I've got one hand to hold you, and the other slams you down These things I've done Sometimes I feel like you see right through me You hear all
damn right I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you Ima be that little nigga off the hook