Перевод: Поворот. У меня из рук.
and nothing felt right I searched for truth I sought your light and all my restless heart could do is cry Chorus: Everything I held is out of my hands
cause he ain't here with us And we both know that we about to fuck You see my limo tint, but they can't see you bitch Go and pull out my dick, and put
thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father but they gon' cus
Touch The Pain I Felt I Wish I Could Show Them All Of My Secrets And They Might See Through Me But If I Tell My Secrets Or Expose My Weakness Then I
hey yo just turn me up yo yo it's been a long time (ya turn me up just a lil bit more) I wanna make sure they can feel me turn me
strength I need (uh-huh) to proceed Strength I need to believe My thoughts Big I just can't define (can't define) Wish I could turn back the hands of
hands) (won’t you let me be your man? ) All my friends are in relationships Some of then good ones and some of them bad ones Some of the bad ones took a turn
under the floor (under the floor). CHORUS The warden says The exit is sold, I f you want a way out - Silver and Gold. Silver and Gold. There's a rope around my
will never end Fly away with me my angel From heaven sent Amore-more-more Take my heart (Mi amore-more-more) (Take my heart, take my hand) Take my
us cuzz we dangerous Hold fans like fiends on Angel Dust Clean get aways I get out the cuffs Coast like a sailor you fuckin fucks I done hand it hard
ain't fighting fair You better holla at ya partners Before we catch them outside and hit they ass wit dem choppers The .45 make my pants sag Catch me bouncing through the club wit my
grab a friend and jump on in Get a new view and a message to send Look for the truth and a hand you can lend But you Got something to prove A turn of
up jungle, little like a break beat Never seen that hit - bunica beat da drum-a Big mallet in the hand, high hat in the same beat She's screaming like Hawkins, my
? Gotta work it out! Gotta work it out! You can do it! You can do it! I don't know where to go What's the right team I want my own thing So bad
I'm just bein pulled apart I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin Sometimes I feel like
Palm Springs Summer time is everything Come on boys Hanging out All that a-s Hanging out Bikinis, tankinis, martinis No weenies Just to get In betweeny Katy my
