enough for me, get me out of here It's never enough, don't matter what I do Don't matter what I say The things they do, the things they put me through
Перевод: Монстры Полдень. Get Me Out.
me, get me out of here It's never enough, don't matter what I do Don't matter what I say The things they do, the things they put me through Tell me,
Watch me as I dance under the spotlight- Listen to the people screaming out more and more, 'Coz I create the feeling that keep 'em coming back, Yeah
on top of me Hes rapin me she trys to scream somebody please get him off me Hes tapin me hes bitin me hes laughin likes its funny Shes scrapin me shes fightin me
'll ever get the chance to sing You sexy little thing Show me what you got, give it your all Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance
along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with
the Loch Ness Monster (okay) peace out (bye!!)" Then I jetted to the weed house Smoked out til I started bustin freestyles Broke out then I dipped quick
monster's function.. Leave me aloneee.. I ain' fuckin' with nobody.. [Verse] Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo Have me casin' out
thinkin out loud Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
to talk to you Stop thinking of yourself, for just a second fool Shut up, shut up, I don't wanna hear your mouth Your mother made a monster, now get the hell out
for carnal desires To become what I became I viewed the sun for the last time [Chorus:] Will you still hold me when you see what I have done? Will you still kiss me
feelin’ me, I’m feelin’ you The monstar again, I’m tellin’ you Pass me the rock, now I’m headed to the basket Get up out my way is what you better do
, Checkin' Out 6 In The Mornin' We Goin' Chi-Town Steppin' Out, To The Club Lettin' Out, And We Gon' Sex It Out, 'Til We All Checkin' Out. I Got My Chicks
good They scared of me, ask who I am, I tell 'em Suge They scared of me, ask who I am, I tell 'em Boog- ie monster, haunt ya, your character is terrible
rednecks up in the mountains will try to slay you Call me raspy tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me you probably don't want me to blow
So meet me under the mistletoe lets fuck It's Chanukah in Inglewood the dradles spinning in the hood so meet me by the manura lets get drunk [Charlie
