I came into this world to find a reason to live I came with nothing to give Nothing I could offer, nothing I could ever do Before You set the stars up
You wear light like a robe You stretch out the sky like a tent You make Your chariot of the clouds And You ride on the wings of the wind woah ho ho
the 2:48 lie get up start up strut up walk up put on your mask cause what they want to tell you is how they want to make models of you (models
Перевод: Afters. Сорок два.
Перевод: Сорок два. Современные грабеж день.
Перевод: Два тридцать восемь. Сорок час приращениями.
I came into this world to find a reason to live I came with nothing to give Nothing I could offer, nothing I could ever do Before you set the stars up
42 pictures of you each one a different shade of blue. I know it seems that sometimes I don't care but 42 blue ribbons in your hair: each one for the
hip (ayyy) Shoot first and ask question lata (lata) Da answer is it was all about da paper (jea) Everything da game is shit to lose and a new forty-five
, dance all night The kids are all here, and we're downtown We're past the morning glory It's ten past two and I'm still working on forty
verse 2] now the ground is white go it while you're young take the girls along and sing the sleighing song just get a bob-tailed bay two-forty as his
window pane My smoke break, the hour rang My quiet roommate sleeps the same Woke up when dinner came The man's no more than forty old Arrived scared two
fam call christ Flipmode battle for mics All my shit be high priced I’m slashing dikes Feel me Liftin thugs out they crease it’s quickly Shift two keys in two weeks And gross forty
i'm drunk. It goes, one for the chronic two for the amnesia I'm that crazy white boy with the drinks in the freezer Bust a one out, two out blitz type
here to diss nobody, I'm just havin some fun Everlast last forever, that's why I'm number one So pass it on [ VERSE 2: Everlast ] With a forty in
nigga locked down While I'm in the world, tryin to bring my loot through Hopin one day we can kick it like we used to, my nigga [Chorus] [Verse Two
Livin like stars. Might hit tha highway, On tha vegas run fool ’cuz it’s friday. Chorus: Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air, If ya don’t care. [x2] Verse two
