you still believe... In your smile, I found the words. In your smile. In your smile. In your smile, I found the words. In your smile. In your smile... In your smile
Traduction: Boîte Tout. Dans votre sourire.
Central Park the children were playing Behind the bars the tiger walked Smiling young faces of many colours Many young tongues were being talked The garbage lying in the streets of the Village, Smiling
make your fans mine Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your lines [CHORUS] [Eve] Let your bones crack Your
HURT ME... I'm sure! NO WAY' He was like freaking me out... He called me a BEASTIE... That's cuz like he was totally BLITZED He goes like BAG YOUR FACE
A bomb for your daddy too (ouch.) A baby doll that burps & pees A case of airplane glue A hungry plastic troll To scarf yo buddy's arm A box of ugly
em all Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3 And just your luck the rap game got
for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Nas] They say I'm so low key, I'm socially awkward Only those that really know me are the ones that I talk with They smile
Got picnic tables on my lap, gettin' high In the back of the Maybach and it cost five Hundred thou' on a ***, spent that with a smile Stackin' numbers
shit in your ear Now let me blow ya mind Let your bones crack Your back pop, I can't stop Excitement, glock shots from your stash box Fuck it, thugged
I. plead the fifth 'Cause I only weigh a buck-fifty and I don't own a forklift Man have you ever snorted coke 'til your heart sat in your throat Then took your
stage He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate Your body will move as you flow with the groove And you smile as he propiles his
next freak Take me home, take me home, take me home I don't see anything around me I won't be, I won't be I don't see anything around me I won't be,
shit in your ear, now, let me blow your mind Let your bones crack, your back pop, I can't stop Excitement, glock shots from your stash box Fuck it,
a capella but I had to stop Because chaos broke because Jeff was on the beat box Just cut it up, Jeff Hip hop Chance to rock Jeff was on the beat box
