wanna Get all up inside of truth I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready, ready for love I know what to do I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready, ready
ready now, think im ready ready for love i know what to do i think im ready now, think im ready ready for love you know what to do i think im ready
Перевод: Truth Hurts. Готова теперь.
how the tears fall Water, seeds they grow to be the strength in me 'Cause I'm finally at the point (hey) Where I'm ready for the truth (hey, hey, hey)
Take one Not a day goes by That he don't ring my phone In a second, in a minute He'll have this whole room spinning And he keeps me so high He has to
(Chorus) I think im ready now, think im ready ready for love i know what to do i think im ready now, think im ready ready for love you know what to
very own pop princess now queen of pop has a special announcement she would like to make Britney: You ready? I think I’m ready for my close up Yeah
cold draft leaving a scent of death in the air While my mind was reassembling now Simultaneous wifey watching a nigga body trembling now Couldn't conquer me so now
feel this hurt again That's why I'm hopin' that you'll listen If you let me press rewind I'll rehearse every word I should have said 'Cos girl I'm ready
about as hard can get Keep on going where you're headed you's alive to regret it Yes it hurts to face the truth and realize that the worlds got your neck
i had a back pack of six sketches like that, and over time people started to see the pictures that i made, made alot of scence to me, but it never ready
your heart 'Cause I know that I'm not ready (To lock it down full time, settle down with one dime, spend the rest of my life with you) It's better cry now
came to the law He got no poetic justice, that's the truth dawg The what? That's the truth dawg Truth hurts, but, but, but that's the truth dawg Oh,
that we had nothin' but heart (Bone Thugs) And who be the nigga that come to my side when it's about murder? My niggas, my niggas will hurt ya You better
killa, what's up? You ready to die? You think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga, look in my eyes, bitch, we get live
I'm ready to Tell him the truth somehow Gotta tell him the truth that's what I gotta do Tell him the truth but not now Gotta tell him the truth, truth
in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art Takin New York cats past the stars First it was Nasty Nas, now
ggas see my way through the bachelors while my old b-tch went back to get her Masters same graduation I was clapping in the rafters the truth hurts everytime
