When Jesse James was a lad He killed many a man And he roamed over the Scarsdale range Robbin' from the rich And givin' to the poor He was dark and cold
you are alone Walking on fire, feel the way the world's inclining Walking on fire, hate to deceive Walking on fire, now the world will keep it's distance
keep You're sour, so sour, all is hope and trust is misplaced You're sour, now you are alone Walking on fire, feel the way the world's inclining Walking
Traduction: PS I Love You Soundtrack. James Blunt - Same Mistake.
leather airs Pushin something we aint got our names on 2 '07's neither one of us is james bond We in the V.I.P.'s with the big names Fendi aviator shades
(feat. Bun B & P.O.P.) [talking:] Hell yeah nigga, ay yo [Z-Ro:] Remember me, when I use to write my rhymes in class At Dick Dall Middle School, all
while other niggas running they mouth If you smart, you'll take cover cause we come in your route Cause when we ride you could best believe there's guns
Trevor positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley Scotch Ralston shows up if you're lucky Ad Raspler the Sweed, a friend indeed he's keeping an eye on the other guy's
Chorus in the background)] Ayo, whassup New York City? It's the kid 50 Cent, and right now you turned into the G-Unit Radio! It's goin' down, you heard
cool like the winter, no Decemeber Two bad chicks, that's a two piece dinner Ridin in a benz, I'm a Rose sippa Pour a little outt R.I.P my niggasss [
(K.Swift & P.James) Please forgive this platitude But I like your attitude You are just the kind I've had in mind, Never could find Honey, I'm so keen
let me "p" pop that thang First check her brain to see if she's sane, Deranged or strange or crazy as hell You never can tell these days Everybody got a little Rick James
humorless smiles so easy to see through, Can they tell you what's wrong from what's right? Do you remember St. James Street Where you blew Jackie P.'s
know what I'm sayin? I gotta give some P's up to my homies That's still doin them everyday thangs with me I gotta say what's up to my brother Stan Howse
on my New York shit (WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit Jam Master Jay on my New York shit [Busta Rhymes] BVD's and durags nigga Stand on the corners,
get in, the captian seek Sorta liek James Kirk, but my name's Work-MATIC Here to adjust, the pros oppose to gettin froze than economy plus Link up with Erick and P
(P.Cowley - S.James) There is something I wanna ask you There is something that I want to know. And to this question you have the answer So tell me
