closed in And the holy ground took care of everything Oh what's the use in complaining In for a penny in for a pound I remember the loving time And
Traduction: Mary Black. Le Temps Loving.
s gonna cost me When it's time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave Bury me with a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gauge Hey, no love in my heart Cause
on this wayward road Long time 'til I be take a 'eavy load But we ride, ride it like a bullet Hail Mary, Hail Mary We won't worry everything will come
traveling on this wavy road Long time til I be take off this load But we ride, ride it like a bullet Hail Mary, Hail Mary We won't worry everyting will
[Mary J. Blige] Yeah, let's take 'em back [The Game] I need a "Real Love", Mary, holla at me if you need a real thug We could ride through Compton and
Nona Gaye: Oh my father, father We don't need to escalate Backstreet Boys: You see war is not the answer Nona Gaye/Backstreet Boys: For only love
I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin Theres no doubt that god helps me rise (That he do, that he do) I said indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin
friend But all these years, Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin' Livin' in these wicked days Tryin' to get over my wicked ways Time after time I know
Second chorus) Yeah, what's going on Hey, what's going on Mary J. Blige: Somebody tell me Justin Timberlake ('NSYNC): What's going on Mary J. Blige
Nona Gaye: Oh my father, father We don't need to escalate Backstreet Boys: You see war is not the answer Nona Gaye/ Backstreet Boys: For only love
s a picture of my pretty baby sister Here go one when she was ten and this one our last Christmas Low light skinned girl, long curly black hair, sorry for wasting time
this homey it's still love Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J. did "Real Love" (If you don't know) I painted the Rover black The West coast is back,
For real, I can take you all around the world. [The Game] She like black Bentley coupes, Black daytons, Black interior, Black ridin' shotgun, Black 4.5, Black Air Ones, Bangin' the Black
with Nate, nigga it's still Blood You can C-walk to this, homey it's still love Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J. did "Real Love" (If you don't know) I painted the Rover black