Acquantances They don't stick around I can only count my true friends on one hand I'm tired I'm tired of holding on I'm tired I'm tired of holding on
Acquantances They don't stick around I can only count my ture friends on one hand I'm tired I'm tired of holding on I'm tired I'm tired of holding on
Traduction: Enflammer. Holding On.
They don't stick around I can only count my ture friends on one hand I'm tired I'm tired of holding on I'm tired I'm tired of holding on... to nothing
this good. You're holding on to your grudge. Oh, it hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love. Oh, so let it go. We're consentrating on
the sweetest thing I ever tasted Like a fine merlot And white pills cut on glass and lips of dolls I'm told there was beauty in our silence So hold me
I should have always known You?d scratch that itch When you asked for safe passage On my shoulders where we slid And just before you laid Dead weight
It's all too sweet to last It's alright And I put myself in his hands But I hold on to your secrets in white houses Love, or something ignites in my
pass if you wanna live, puff puff give on da cool im sick of my buzz acopocko or gold (skunk) get da red air pump, cuz im blowin kill, even if im on paper
instant fell to wounding on the day swords penetrating on the day torches igniting on the day flower wreaths encircling the day on the day
you You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine Just own the night like the 4th of July 'Cause baby you're a firework Come on, show 'em
it easy, listen Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again I give a holla to my niggaz
wrote Takin off my coat, clearing my throat Chorus: Method Man I got my mind made up, come on... [come on] get in get in too [get on it] let it
at this alive for the sake of breaking teeth. Resist within, where true hearts ignite, engage within, fight to hold hearts high With nothing left I am on
seems one eye on the posse other on my enemy (Chorus) They wanna see me bleedin' when times get harder grind harder from the bottoms to the suits? on