Breakfast in cemetery Boy tastin wild cherry Touch girl, apple blossom Just a boy playin possum We'll come back for Indian Summer We'll come back for
Do you remember last night At a friendly home we both stretched out on a sofa In the night we watched the clouds That ran up above us slideshow on the
Перевод: La Luna. Бабье лето (Beat Happening).
love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take care of you Every single day... [Chorus:] I was born to love you With every single beat
and... I pull the brothers in depressed situations. When the thang hit the 'phere, we risin' up to the occassion. You're killin' me wit' petty, little rap beat
some crank calls You think I'm backing down you must be out of your dang skulls (Verse 2) I'm back for revenge I lost a battle that ain't happening
to Racking their kegs up Racking a bitch to Stacking them crates up I’m still hungry And I’m back with a tapeworm And we was happening and rapping and
I can't even write a rhyme without you in it My Valium, my Valium Man, I never thought that I could ever be a drug addict Nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen
, I'm feeling for some My head is pounding to the beat of the drum.. [Chorus] I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do was to just say Hello! Do you happen
Whatever Dre just let it run Ay yo turn the beat up a little bit Ay yo, this song is for anyone Fuck it just shut up and listen Ay yo I sit back
Dogg Corleone Corleone, now do you know what that mean? A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme It's like what happen can happen but will it stop That won't happen
heart skips a beat It's every note that you wrote and I hope that you choke on the lines You're wasting my time, another heart beats tonight In a clear
on the beat. Oh don’t blame it on me. Oh when I act crazy. Blame it on the beat. Blame it on the beat. Blame it on the beat.
Me: I can't move, I can't feel my body I don't remember anything What place is this, how did I get here? I don't understand, what's happening Am I alone
[Rap 1:] Hot spots I bang like Little Rock Step up in the club And watch the beat stop Hey shorty Can you do that dance in my drop, park that Make that
This blue eyed pop it’s just fabulous to go twisting, Boogie-ing, in beat with the thousand pound snare sound, After boogieing we all crave for a hot
history You sell yourself on hopes and dreams That leaves you feeling sideways. Tripping over my own feet Trying to walk to my own beat Another car out
