your evening smile The shade of your parasol And your love flows through me Though I drink at your pool I burn for you I burn for you You and I are
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Перевод: Полиция. I Burn For You.
As ancient rocks are turning Quiet fills the room And your love flows through me Though I lie here so still I burn for you I burn for you I burn
critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have, they want
Wanted for investigation And even though i'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til i lose my breath Motherfuckers Every time i see the paper i see my picture
down throw down forget about tomorrow cuz you cant pay back all the time that you borrowed it's too late on streets of hate you await your fate i tell you brother you
Ooh! uh (I feel it, I got to have you baby) The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh (I feel it, I got to have you baby) I just can't help it Tryin
ghetto version of Achilles NIGGA [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo, yo, loop this and you crash the remix And forget who you thought I was, I'm Crack BEYOTCH The same dude that made you
pretty do you wanna burn it with me The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me
terrorist, cute you little niggaz think you in my class subsitute little niggaz soon feel my wrath, I mute you little niggaz you a little nigga, I shall abuse you little nigga, I
bitch fall for fab [Chorus:] Uh I get money like a mutherfucka Shades darker den I bitch but I cud see I got everything You got nuthing You ain't got
Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out If you catch me without the burna burn me I beg of you shoot
that you sendin' me? Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy I hear you tellin' people 'bout tha people you done But look, everytime
you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh
involved, what you think you can fuck wit my dogs?, Nigga you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin this, Did you think you can fuck wit us, BONE
