Traduction: Dead Boys. Appel à vous.
than the naked eye I'm calling calling calling calling on you Tonight is Friday night I'm hanging around dying to leave I'm calling calling calling calling on you
turn to take the garbage out? Frail grasp on the big picture You keep on rubbin' that, you're gonna get a blister It's a frail grasp on the big picture
still be peekin' at it She say "they come with painted faces tryna clown on you, how they under you but tryna talk down on you?" You see a rat is gon
dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people I see dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people
got) Many bricks could move, (you can say 20 a block) Many niggas'll ride (you could fill a football field) (How much money you got?) You think I signed
You ain't got friends now Smile And no one knows you Never let them see you down smile while you bleeding Smile When he leaves you Smile Cause girl he
Say I Ain't The Top Five Dead Or Alive Remove His Head From His Spine I Load The Lead In The Nine Leave Him Dead On Arrival Ya Sittin' On The Shelf What
.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called on
But just notice you in danger, I want you to feel my anger And if I ever feel like I'm danger, I'ma empty the chamber, oh-oh (Chorus) [Z-Ro] These motherfuckers want me dead
Look at the the album cover That's what you did to me (*talking*) If I done told you once I done told you a thousand times It's plain to see that you
you can catch me in tha DnDnC them boys throwin up they thumbs North north won this bitch nigga where you from Southside eastside westside there reclyin Boys
eager He can be quite mean No mock'ries for them No prayers or bells The demented choirs The wailing of shells The boys holding candles On untraveled
he can be quite mean No mock'ries for them no prayers or bells the demented choirs the wailing of shells the boys holding candles on untraveled
New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid
happen to the base in yo voice you just cryin' now I thought you was a man you starting to look fine now a grim we been lookin' for you in boyz time
shit funny, just watch who you serve with them birds little buddy, any fiend ain't fiend if you see em' look funny, you better tell ya team you don't