Куплет 1: Я закрываю глаза, я нехочу видеть правду, Когда морями слеза, когда гадает братва Во истину поверить и истину ножами острыми Не ощущая пятен
If I smiled at you, would you stay with me? If I made a place for you, would you lay with me? If I dance for you, would you groove with me? Please be
Verse 1 Ia??m singing these words to define How much you to mean to me, (you mean to me) And Ia??ve got to confess that all the emptiness Has gone out
So many times you could have walked away But I didn't have to say a word to convince you to stay 'Cause you know it and I know this thing is real So we
Hey, now woman, warm my soul. Shake the pain that grows inside me From your love that's grown too old. I want you more. Running, jumping, leaping, hopping
And you chase my blues away Soul refreshing to see your face Don?t have to worry about my problems now Because you bring me brighter days Soul refreshing Soul refreshing Soul
in our hearts will shine We're disconnected from love, we're disrespecting each other Whatever happened to protecting each other Poisoned your body and your soul
flicks No matter what, we gotta come strapped with out gats We don?t want to but ya?ll make us act like that Picture a thousand Bad Boy cats ready to blame you La familia
. No matter what, e gotta come strapped with out gats. We don't want to but ya'll make us act like that. Picture a thousand Bad Boy cats ready to blam you. La familia
kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul
take this money Ain't no way you can take this from me Ain't shit funny, shake it honey Take it money, now let's get it Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids
REAL, FOR A SUBSTITUTE ONLY STEALS, DOES NOT GIVE, DOES NOT TRUELY LOVE ONLY AN EMPTY VELVET GLOVE, IPO NICOLE, TAKE A DEEP BREATH FILL YOUR SOUL WITH
I wonder were you flattered I tried to get you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want to be the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday
only good, and better! Therefore we present to you, our dear friends, our families, Our best! Our very best! We pour out our passions, Our hearts and our souls
tactical expert Puttin in work, and leavin your troops with wet shirts Your casuality rate is high, I'm closin in Prepare for your ultimate end, tell your family
all the same 'Cause murder is murder by any name An young man loses his only job To proud to hustle, too honest to rob He goes to tell his family an
real tom lookin' for a nice park, twelve noon she say my family gone make it too dark, this is the flow that solar eclipses, so hopefully one day that real soul
you I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you I get money, money, money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money Nigga, I don't trust a soul
