discovered me Is there a way out? I've got this blood on my hands And if there's some safe ground Then I'm all for it Is there a way out? I've got
Traduction: Get Up Kids. Est-il une issue.
die because you discovered me is there a way out? i've got this blood on my hands and if theres some safe ground im all for it is there a way out? i
B] Well, I'm a make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Well I'm a quit this
I'm a make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Well I'm a quit this crazy
] Cop: Alright there ah buddy license and registration Fab: Uh officer is there a problem man whats going on? Cop: Yeah, I had a report of a UFO Fab:
dope heads paparazzi snappin pictures they must thin you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!) (ha-ha) lets roast some spinach find a club and just post up in it what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get
about chauffers (huh?) The roof tucked in like a fold out sofa (woo!) Its more heat when I spray off rhymes The prices is up like floor seats at playoff
how to blow up on ya own In the Benz that hit a buck, and make the doors go up on they own With a stashbox compartment for A handgun that make holes the
the teeth right out of his cakehole And sent him on his way yo, but one was thing to say though Thought I was something to eat up, you made a mistake
all breakin up a sweat Cause everytime I get up on the mic I come correct And I learned it from the best, always dressed in something fresh Lookin' for a
got a big NANA chain hanging down to my navel tell the bartender ?take a fat bottle of champagne to Polydor?s table? big men acting like school kids say there gonna run up
Never Had Love For The Feds But Ive Always Had Love For My Slum Im adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids In The Slum Put Ur Hands Up Brap
t know what I want to be My life can?t be worthless There?s got to be a point in living I?ll keep up til I succeed If never end up there\'s more I can
standing on the side of the curb, trying to make a profit off herb, he's only 13, chopping up a third of a ki, but by the way hes going E1 into 23, coz
like a prisoner And syrup is the way I escape But the message is to the kids 'Do as I say, and not as I do Cause there could be a brighter future for
