though you're miles away It's not that I miss you I just want to be with you And everything will be ok You make my day you make my night You make everything
Traduction: Not By Choice. Make My Day.
shaken up by this release The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment
being written to this day I want to be a man That you would write about Oh a thousand years from now That they could read about Your servant of choice
I pretty and ain't I cute and look at my skin Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry When you can't even
he do) [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] With every day bullshit I'm goin' through I be hopin' to make it through another day Lookin' for another day to live my
Get My Weight Up Since The Ace Slim Shady Gave Me The Gate Key, Paved The Way So Lately, My Stakes Get Better Each Day Replay My Relay Race, When I
my bitch dancer, I'm bout as sick as cancer If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
not always good just to get by Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high? You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks Identify with the goods you got Make
myself and I chisel right words to make gems Got fans around the world, but my girl's no one of em And my relationship's a big question Cuz my career'
heads together? Make the change cause we're all in the same gang [Tone-Loc] Now as a youth I used to get my bang on And on the ave get my part-time slang
I had the mothafuckin' plan of the year Which was simply to make groupie fans of my peers And I get my girl whatever she desire And my niggas get whatever
if he proves to be the right little laddie, I'll make him glad He'll answer my ad! Refrain 2: Toots: To be the boy of my choice, He needn't own a Rolls
Well, the first thing I want to say is..."Mandate my ass!" Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not even
some prayin mantis Those sink the subtle blow the bubble and we paint Atlantis I grab my fan brush make my fans hush with my daily chantin Whassup with
before her but not like this one he could feel and though he was her tutor and she was his pupil, well, he would learn from her day after day more than