fire Just to see the flame I just want to see the light I don't want to lose my sight I just want to see the light I need to know what's worth the fight
fell Well I, I just want to see the light And I, I don't want to lose my sight Well I, I just want to see the light And I need to know what's worth
Traduction: Green Day. See The Light.
a fire Just to see the flame I just want to see the light I don't want to lose my sight I just want to see the light I need to know what's worth the
fire just to see the flame I just want to see the light! I don't want to lose my sight! I just want to see the light! I need to know what's worth the
Week Or So, Brand New Coupe So The Seat Could Go, White Bent Light Tint Ridin Like WTF Is An Indictment Spend Ten Thous For Excitement That's How The Day
a fitted on some draft day shit Aand maybe I?m too busy to hear what the talent blind say In the club buying roses like its valentines day bitch They
real playa like [Chorus: Fabolous (Lloyd)] Hey shorty, we can do it real playa like We can go a few places that you say you like See what a day is like
with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in between It ain't a thing, nahmean, chicks hate, show 'em the ring and the green And let your middle
light in the ass But I must rap And I must admit I bring creotine to the scene Your developmental league don?t see a team I got a stich lil nigga You can see
rise like the sun Like the moon above day palms Where there is light I enter absolute Where there is dark there is none of me Like the moon above day
[Verse 1: Z-Ro] Uhh... I'm already living my dream but I remember when it was a vision to me to see myself on top and spending some cheese comin from
gratitude Selfish son of a bitch, we deserve the throne I can show you how to stunt, when I'm tipping the chrome You don't wanna see me with that Mack
Wake up in the morning and I caught my tip And get ready for another day of this gangsta shit (talking) Y'all know nigga, every motherfucking day You
believe me or was I dreaming? Five fingers on the .45 chrome Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what
