All alone, all alone All alone, all alone My heart isn't broken and I'm not dead My heart isn't broken and I'm not dead My heart isn't broken and I'
Traduction: La Belle au bois. King Of Hearts.
And why was it every time we would have it out, you wouldn't cry? You'd just place your bet make the call, run and hide. Oh, woah. MY HEART ISN'T BROKEN
california dreaming [Chorus] In this california king bed We're ten thousand miles apart been california wishing on these stars for your heart, for me My california king In this california king
up So the heart tell what they hate So the heart tell I can feel this. You won't the star in me, I can do anything You won't see the heart in me cause
king loafers on swole when I'm kickin' it Joe, the live nigga, real rig-a-marole You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold [Blu:] Touch art, lush heart
insane [Skyzoo:] I'm one drink away from everything you meant to say Like I think he on the rise of what the kings made And in the blink of an eye I'm on the kings
.r.o.k.e started sellin green w.e.e.d and ended up sellin white.d.o.p.e from a bench to a couch with foldout bed didn't sleep on it I stash work inside
, screaming Jesus can you save me My shit's so fucked up, I wonder if you thought about me lately And it hurts so deep, a nigga can't sleep, making me
-- Au-di-ence sighs in your heart and mind, Au-di-ence dies in your heart... and mine... Someday love will come, Lovin' is in your sigh, The War King
day or by night Waking or sleeping Thy presence my light High king of heaven My victory won May I reach heaven's joy Bright heaven sun! Heart of my own heart
The fuck son? I'm tellin' you man! [gunshot] You gotta watch these niggaz, man! {"FOREVER KING"! } [gunshot] [Chorus:] I'm PARANOID! - Bitch I can't sleep
a real thug We could ride through Compton and see real Bloods Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and
[Vinnie Paz Talking] Yeah yeah, it's Vinnie Paz daddy Fuckin' Jedi Mind Tricks 7L ES King Syze, Outerspace AOTP what's the fuckin' deal Yeah, we mob on
'all She was thick, just like house made of bricks Plus she dress good And when I?m rolling through the hood to pick her up I feel like the king of
Son of Mary! So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh; Come peasant, king to own Him. The King of kings salvation brings; Let loving hearts
just explains that I'm focus And that's an under statement and I don't know what someone was thinking If I'm not mistaken I heard his little heart was akin he aint sleeping