Feeling the glass to tell how cold outside the car Swerving aside from street to sea I can't see the stars, can't see the stars All is cold and all is
Перевод: Falling Up. Как они сделали фотокамеры.
Feeling the glass to tell how cold it's outside the car Swerving aside from street to sea, I can't see the stars All is cold and all is dark, all is
made of stone They say that money is freedom but I feel trapped inside it all And while I sit so high up on a throne I wonder how I can feel this low
they just don't equate to all the time they take away From the kids all the shit I did right's a mistake If they should end up a stripper and make jack
when your falling down) smile for the camera everybodys looking at you smile for the camera cause we're all about to trash ya smile for the camera (camera camera
sick and went pussy heaven It was a very cold clear fall night Some snowflakes were falling Gee, it was so beautiful And so I went to get my camera
how you love me Every day is like a holiday, something like Christmas Eve My worst day is carefree when I think about how you love me When are we gonna grow up
I umm, come Yes I does, and gets down said I wasn't know that I was but they gel, that's why they blow up cause they didn't give spect to the erector
'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin', seems like I'm fallin' Fallin
Stay off his dick Nigga, some don't think I can flow So here we go to a new track to show the wack That I can throw styles that show up I blow up and
CARLY WAKES UP. CARLY: (SLEEPY) SAM? HEY, SAM? WAKE UP! CARLY PUTS HER FOOT ON SAM?S FACE AND SHE WAKES UP. SAM SITS UP AND YAWNS. SAM: WHAT TIME IS
coon The two behind the dot So how they thinkin' they gon' stand up to the six I spend a hundred g-b's To I terrarize this click Can the cameras,
to see they just want to be me cause I'm hot So fuck my theme and my plot, smoking weed in your [? ] And fall dummy to that casket cause they eat at you
nothing you could do (You sing where I fall) There's nothing you could do (You sing what I do) There's nothing you could do They say he's a radical
ya face all fat So learn to stash yours in your baseball cap I'm either getting money out of state off rap So I'm tryin' to figure out what made Mase fall