'll wait a thousand years to taste your skin again I can't find any protection from your burning sun Don't let me burn I can't find any protection from your burning
Перевод: Год Кролика. Гореть.
ll wait a thousand years to taste your skin again I can't find any protection from your burning sun Don't let me burn I can't find any protection from your burning
be number two. I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I remain. Sweetie, you goin' on your 14th minute of fame, I'm over 10 years strong still running
be number 2 I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still I remain sweety, you going on your 14th minute of fame I'm over 10 years strong still running the game
and vales Nostalgia burns in the hearts of the strongest Picasso is painting the ships in the harbour The wind and sails These are the years with a genius
hills and vales Nostalgia burns in the hearts of the strongest Picasso is painting the ships in the harbour the wind and sails These are years with a
was banging in the slums from that to number 1, at the grammy's with my gun thought i was winning album of the year but then Missy won maybe next year
humane White coat seems so Clean most dirt bleached out Out of greed Force the point of habit Eyes burn in a rabbit Push the pain test button Spines
This is the story of the first Thanksgiving, once again by my drunk grandpa: Many years ago...Christopher Columbus and his pilgrim buddies come to America
White rabbit smile, white rabbit smile cry not so loud my lover frowns I'm a grown up lady from London town Yet ever more he sang his sad song- sweet
Just a young boy's memory summer days Chasing rabbits through the fields Taking water from the well And the warmth of the grandfather smile And his magical
trying to keep with Mr. Roam (uhh) [Chorus] - 2X [Mr. Roam] Uhh, uhh, Yo, uhh uhh You burn like the 7 Year Itch, livin' up in the mix Silly rabbit
't do But I can't think of anything I wouldn't try again Try again for you I worked to be a wizard I tried it for a year I had five white rabbits but
I saw the chart so quickly watched your album flop I'm Doctor Octo curlin' waste tourin' rhinos Liftin' horses, throwin' cows at your fake forces You know my gold style, rabbit
, mean mugged and mad doggin' niggaz Like the, like the Grinch Who Stole Christmas I like to, like to, finger fuck bitches up in clubs Take her home and get rug burns
Niggas]. Leave them with poker faces, red rag, pull it down so they know it's Jayceon, riding down Wilshire, 07 Charger, K&M Filter, high speed burning
