change I guess I'll never Get Out Of This Game In this world I live in Nothing ever goes on Seems to me we don't live fast We just live long Woah. Seems
Traduction: The Living End. De ce jeu.
sell it out I'm on the sea shepherd deck, helpin' the whales out All my egos in the mirror, checkin' themselves out Tweeters in the trunk, helpin' the twelves out
B] Well this is the World that we living One minute you the hero the next you the villain We got up in this game just to try to make a living We hit you
Verse 1 - B.o.B] Well this is the World that we living one minute you the hero the next you the villain we got up in this game just to try to make a living
make you wanna glance? (Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride? And why wouldn't this thing be on my side?) Why wouldn't this game have you on your
marijuana always have girls in the bed; you going realize life ain't a party fuck around you going end up starvin, fuck I stay fly live free die hard no Bruce Willis this
same Except you swap our names Trying to figure out this weird ass game And you're like real confused.. shit [Chorus] [Outro: Spymob vocalists] Locked away.. mee and yoouuu Living
ain?t never seen Soap operas want a piece of me Haters wanna see my bleed I got to be, have to be, on top of my game [chorus] Some people live perfect living
here we come In this world we decide To answer the call - yeah Power'n'riches'n'rank Mean nothing at all Render the game to the end Once and for all
you That's in and out of jail on the same charge, get out and go do the same thing on the same boulevard That's you That's gonna end up in the funeral
I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know what I'm saying My nigga gardy in this bitch, what's up my nigga Huh, inside out, that boy
days up But I don't give a fuck, cause ain't nobody gonna touch me I bet you, I be standing in the end I gotta remain living, and counting Benjamins [
) Get Out the mirror little mamma cause you look good enough already degrated your image cause your hood slut walkin in and out of house jumpin in and out
Houston streets made me this way I spit it like I live it homie and the way I live is dangerous Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games
new Cadillac, 22's under that 7-1-3, niggas better move out Walk a straight line, Yung Redd keep his tool out (*talking*) Yeah, it's not a game know