Heh, y'all remember back in the days When niggaz used to get they ass whooped for snakin cars And had to go strip your own switch off the tree These are
Think of you with pipe and slippers Think of her in bed Laying there just watching telly Think of me instead I'll never grow so old and flabby That could
Morning comes, surrounds me Nowhere to run, nowhere to go The days are so long, without you No sense of time, no senses at all Planet earth is turning
Wired on the slam of crank Don't you hang up the phone! Internal conflict riddles my brain Think I'll blow my head off Wired with a meth cook 9 mm inoculation
One endless cold star Here I stand... following Thy dark spirit... thy faint light A path across my dreams Take me far... into the unknown fly Over a
[1 Peter 5:8 Ezekiel 18:24 Luke 23:31] Wired on the slam of crank Don't you hang up the phone! Internal conflict riddles my brain Think I'll blow my
Where will you be when the moon turns to blood When the sun won't shine and the stars fall from above Has love taken you high or has pride taken you
Перевод: Beautiful South. Не женись на ней.
Перевод: Черный. Я женился на ней.
Перевод: Спрингстин, Брюс. Сын Вы Можете поцеловать невесту.
Musica: V.Crociani Testo: G.Graziani La mia sposa sudava all?altare come un ciclista di mountain-bike i miei occhi coperti dal sole non vedevano il
Triste Notizia Che Tu Mi Dai, Oggi Si Sposa Naima, Sono Sicuro Che D'ora In Poi Nulla Sara Come Prima Lascio Il Sorriso Per Piangere Sciolgo I Ricordi
