[50 Cent] Yeah, F-50 [Chorus - 50 Cent] As times go by, I twist a lot Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die You think I'm all poinry, cause
der Hohepunkt des Ganzen: Die Explosion im Festspielhaus Aberjahrmilliardenwirbel Myriaden Wonnefeuer herausgeschleudert hineingeschleudert Milchstrassencumshot Lavastromejakulat auf dem Hohepunkt des Ganzen: Der Explosion
Explosion kiss, explosion kiss, the world Explosion kiss, explosion kiss, the love Explosion kiss, explosion kiss, for real (x2) Explosion in the car
nights have left me And if these stars up in this sky could fall I wouldn't mind if you were caught in the explosion Caught in the explosion! And all
take a listen around you all the people that around in your house, they've benn wanting to kill you in your sleep, take a load off and bow down to the
a stroll through my mind Hot pants Hot hot hot, hot pants, hot pants Sizzlin' hot hot pants Hot hot hot, hot pants, hot pants Hot pants explosion At the factory Hot pants explosion
i've got my back against the wall. i've got my feet planted firmly in this... i break the surface to breath again for the first time. chill november air
You can't tell me how to be, you can't tell me What I should see when I'm sleepin', I'm still believin' Stripped of all identity, I try to sleep, I grit
High on hopes, down on my luck I've struck out, I don't give a fuck The channel keeps changin' But it's always turnin' back to you What are we gonna
This is the dawning of the age of who knows best And with each passing day I feel like I know less They say somewhere in the world there's political unrest
throwing rocks at the house next door you better make sure you got bullet proof doors more time to get your closets clean the skeleton police are on the
i'm going crazy i'm lying on my back there's an army of idiots out on the attack uniformed and armed with shotguns full of shit you better run or else
This is filthy, this is fucking insane This is filthy, this is fucking insane This is filthy, this is fucking insane This is filthy, this is fucking insane
Give us this day our daily dead Keep it in the news 'til the ban's been lifted When it's given a name and it's given a face It's easier to separate, confuse
God, bless the kids who never talk out of turn The kids who never learn who to live They love the kids who keep their hands to themselves And take just
You're one of us tonight You'll be one of us for the rest of your life All that shit that you got last night It's all behind you now and everything's
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I know some by you It's a secret some by you And it's keeping us underground It's keeping our hands folded, folded I know some went wrong It's nothing
