if I could split in two The other me would stay all night The other me would hold you tight The other me would be the only one for you The other me Would
that if I could split in two The other me - would stay all night The other me - would hold you tight The other me - would be the only one for you The other me
Traduction: Joe Jackson. L'autre me.
know that if I could split in two The other me - would stay all night The other me - would hold you tight The other me - would be the only one for you The other me
me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the court Cuz Joe Buddens
bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's ?, stop me But then I hit
Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me If you think it's [?], stop me But then I hit 'em with
Kathleen Brennan) Peoria Johnson told Dirty Ol' Joe I can break out of any old jail, you know The bars are iron, the walls are stone All I need me is
guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But then I
bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin? my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it?s ?, stop me But then I hit
the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But
well i'm nimble and i'm nice like kris kringle but Joe I got caught, caught, got swindled me and a couple of boys at Kings Plaza walkin' through the mall
how the fuck I feel Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill Then it dawned on me, came strong on me I belonged with these, niggaz thuggin with me
get on board Lotten da la da da da... Look around and tell me what you see what's happened to you and to me God grand me the serenity to just remember
to Petersburg Virginia Slim, turn the freaks out in Lynchburg With brown bootie, Joe Smith, hit from Pittsburgh The right player, even if I choose odds Let me
man thats killin bitches Leaving stitches in nigga's domes Flint is clossin in on me But still I'm not friendly The trama in my life Through different phases, it sends me
1] Here's ya ticket, ain't nothing more sick than terror dome I walk the path of righteous even when foul like joe peppitone The clock awoke me, it was