road Knee deep snow Watching the fire as we grow old Old dirt road Rambling rose Watching the fire as we grow well I'm sold
And stuff work in the GMC, cause on my block I'm the King of Rock like Run-D.M.C., nigga [Chorus: Young Menace] I'm a mobster, with a mac-11 chopper
Listen I realized my life is flying by and I'm not afraid to die I made a choice I chose to be the voice of the voiceless you heard that I sold my soul
! Ryan: Mmhm? Sharpay: I mean...us. Sharpay: Red carpet, rose boquets, crowd waiting backstage. Ryan: I'm with her, don't stop me, I'm not the paparazzi
it Yeah They're gonna love me Ahem I mean us! Red carpet, rose bouquets, crowd waiting back stage I'm with her, don't stop me, I'm not the paparazzi Invitations
gonna love me! (Uh hum) I mean us Red carpet Rose bouquets Crowd waiting back stage (Ryan) I'm with her Dont stop me I'm not the paparazzi (Sharpay
record exec get your fucking hands out my pocket nigga like Malcolm X but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie and I'm not that type of cat,
day, impossible takes a week I do this in my sleep I sold kilos of coke, I'm guessin' I can sell CDs I'm not a businessman I'm a business, man Let me
impossible takes a week I do this in my sleep, I sold Kilos of coke, (so?) I'm guessin' I can sell CD's I'm not a buisness man I'm a buisness, man Let
'apprends le contraire alors mes idees sont dans le maquis ! Ce monde n'est pas rose !! Non, non, il est kaki, alors quoiqu'il se passe je resterais une soldat
I've got no friends I'm my own queen But I'm living on, living on the the radio That's my dream Stone river eyes And a lonely heart If I'm living on
soldats pour changer tout ca changer le monde changer les choses avec des bouquets de roses changer les femmes changer les hommes avec des geraniums je m
some grapes on these bitches! [ludacris] These bitches throwin rose petals at my feet mayn! They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty; What i'm '
at these chosen speeds. I'm just a rose in weeds, and I arose with reasons, to stay on this road I lead, till I leave with what I sold, my soul indeed
young boy from the land of Lambda! The Land of Lincoln , the Grand Theft Auto Chicago warn all the mics that he hardcore. And he's thinking Rose buried