aspirin lady I want to talk to Peter Brady I want to be on my own I want to be fully grown I want to be a celebrity I want to be like Mr. T won't let
Traduction: Mr. T Experience. L'expérience vide.
't take much to get knocked out, round these parts when I start Shit full clips get emptied, revenge WE move like the Secret Service, I ain't nervous
t like the ending Why? 'Cos we two jiggy niggas always making Too many million dollar affiliations Abbreviation, L L, period I'm platinum every time, it's serious Aiyo we serious when we experience
't take much to get knocked out, round these parts when I start Shit full clips get emptied, revenge we Move like the secret service, I ain't nervous
know We got the funk for yo' ass, let's go Yo, a lot of rappers holler tough stuff, they don't live it When you hear me emceein', I'm speakin' from experience
kind of remind him of green day. But its a dumb little band and tehre's not much to say maybe we'll see you when we play in some big empty room one day
I'm losing myself in this empty space caused by all the things I've lost. I keep losing everything I get I lose track of time and I don't know where
of anything to do just tell me something you want done I'd be glad to take it on you could do that couldn't you? There's nothing I wouldn't do for you
'm moving on now that you are gone. A half-full or half-empty shell I was in a nebulous state a shadow of my former self which wasn't all that great but
I've got this thing somewhere in between empty and dark always in my heart. I've got this glitch on account of which I don't add up, but I don't give
I've got this thing somewhere in between empty and dark always in my heart I've got this glitch on account of which I don't add up but I don't give up
How many times can you read that letter, and what do you need it for? Can't you see that the salutation has no meaning anymore? And you can't resurrect
. But it would be bad if all we had was my looks and your brains. So hold my hand just like we planned so you won't get lost and I won't get thrown out
baby, you know I'm audi Fellas get up out you seat, seat, seat Don't be ice-grilling me, me, me Uh, you jealous niggas - change your ways Busta Bust Mr
