, that's what it feels like Crashes to crashes Breathe in, breathe out Live it up, you'll never live this down This is your last call Breathe in, breathe
what it feels like Crashes to crashes Breathe in, breathe out Live it up, you'll never live this down This is the last call Breathe in, breathe
Перевод: Hit The Lights. Вдох.
a shit. We can at least shut the door. In case it sounds like a hit. I digress, here I go again, with the tall breath. Sickle cell the proud all
[Chorus:] Lights, Thats The S-Stamina Action Ima Rock Star Check The Crowd Reaction Im Like Lights, Thats The S-Stamina Action Ima Rock Star Check The
and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) [5x] [VERSE 3] all that tuff talk ya just wastin ya breath hit ya ass with them things have ya chasin ya breath
playin' with a etch-a-sketch Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door People hit the floors Yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced Girl forget remorse, I'ma hit
playin’ with a etch-a-sketch betcha that you’ll never guess who’s knocking at your door people hit the floors yeah tonight ladies you gon get divorced girl forget remorse, I’ma hit
to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse I'ma drink 'til my liver rot, see the doc Leave the E.R., then hit a bar for a liquor shot
adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame [Verse 1: 2Pac] Though we exist and breathe
I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over you don't listen you gon' get ya ass hit [Outro] This is 50 Yeah nigga cherish me Like the water you drink Like the air you breathe
So keep your pseudo-punk, hip-hop, pop-rock junk And your digital downloads [Chorus] Take your seats now, folks. It's show time. Hey, Patrick hit the lights
now a days you only get wet wit my dead on Don’t let this song push you, the fourth hit you Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor cripple
ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Chorus: All night To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south, we make ya wave your hands up high Light
that seem almost impossible And I'm thinking, Just another breath. Not a minute left, how long have I been drifting!. Pass the glass pipe, hit the
to you it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was. Hold me down baby Chorus(2x): Either let me fly, or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath
