But ever since that day, baby Lord, what I've been doing through I found no rest No happiness You don't do nothing but making me blue You said you loved me
Перевод: BB King. Создание Me Blue.
Take me in your arms and never let me go Whisper to me softly while the moon is low Hold me close and tell me what I wanna know Say it to me gently let
A yes yes y'all It's too fresh y'all A little b-boy blue You know it's too beucou I've been from New York to Cali Spent two days in the valley And I
what came with prison Just cause you got opinions, does that make you a politician? Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal? And then he cheated in Florida, would that make
till i’m sleep, crush these n-ggas with my fist, your daddy was a coward you’s a son of a b-tch, so back to the glock with the infra-blue clip, we hit
Everytime you hear me rhyme, y'all be freakin' The B-I-Z will wreck it, R-O-C-K it You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin' To all those other
Came With Prison Jus Cause You Got An Opinion Does That Make You A Politician Bush Robbed All Of Us Would That Make Him A Criminal And Den He Cheated In Florida Would Dat Make
mercy Lord, have mercy on me You know I'm crazy 'bout my baby Lord, please send my baby back home to me Help me out here man, help me out Sun rise in
'cause you got an opinion does that make you a politician? Bush robbed all of us, would that make him a criminal? And then he cheated in Florida, would that make
, I take the pen and make pads bleed My mind clicks to homicide, bullets fly, ladies cry A lot of people die, some nights I can't right Stare at the blue
Will it take me under, I don't know Imagine smokin' weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine goin' to court with no trial Lifestyle cruisin' blue
sold your soul and bullshit sound low Fuckin' wit' me is not so need nine mo' Now the Internet, radio, prison even the TV All askin' me tah spit the meaning of B U N B
me Mike G, is it me? Nah, it's just society Filled with propagander, huh, why do we meander, huh? In a zone with hate for peace, all of this B.S must
action) check me and I'll check you back When they come with the staic cling it's not thing Make ya sing the blues like B.B. King I got the roughneck
