to be alone Fill me, fill me again I'll be listening Yeah, I'll be listening This time I think, I'm over my head I don't think, I'll ever make it out
to be alone Fill me, Fill me again I'll be listening Yeah I'll be listening This time I think im over my head I dont think I'll ever make it out
Traduction: House Of Fools. Et moi je ne connais personne.
wanted to be alone Fill me, Fill me again I'll be listening Yeah I'll be listening This time I think im over my head I dont think I'll ever make
know, I've been thinking about you And I know, I know, I know, I know that they took you from your home But your in my heart, so I know that I'm never
ear, "Sorry, darlin', that I'm late," but he didn't seem to hear. He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts. "I know I've seen that face
in my mouth If you get closer to my house Then you'll know what I'm talking about (I make hit records this is what I do) (I'm of the)hood (This the remix
:37] Phyllis: You know, I'll tell you something, I find myself saying, "I'm ready," you know, and like, I slap my face when I'm saying, "I'm ready,"
I have a lot No matter where I go I know I came from (Southside Bronx) Dont be a fool by the rocks that I got I'm still - I'm still Jenny from the
his ear, Sorry, darlin', that I'm late, but he didn't seem to hear. He was staring into space over at the Jack of Hearts. I know I've seen that face
couch, runnin ova to Lou's house Tryin to get some food becuz I had nothin to eat, I never had no smoke, I never got no sleep I was always on the creep
trusted me. The old fool trusted me - He'd done his bit of good I played the grateful serf And thanked him like I should But when the house was still, I
planet} But why us 3? {You're the chosen ones, you'll just have to trust me} [Interlude] Yo should we do it? Man I don't know I say we put it to a vote
" was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it! It makes me so mad my
heaven Will you take me down- only time will tell [Verse 2:] You think everything can be purchased, you think everyone has their price Just like the fool that I am I
at the house, With Madden on the screen and smash on the homies, Hollywood nice now, Everyone want me and on the blogs they talk shit like they know me, Fool, I
can kiss my ass All cops want me, so does the F.B.I. Because my rhymes are fly They still tryin' to stop me, shut me down block me Make motherfuckas boycott me