Give me your life It's worthless anyhow And worthless comes I'm not so tall As I like to think I am Though I'll be found Forever in your pain And here it comes
Give me your life It's worthless anyhow And worthless comes I'm not so tall As i like to think i am Though i'll be found Forever in your pain And here it comes
Traduction: The Stone Roses. Here It Comes.
know Give me your life It's worthless anyhow And worthless comes I'm not so tall As i like to think i am Though i'll be found Forever in your pain And here it comes
boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose petal Tooey, tooey, tooey, tooey! Spit game! Venom to get it
't be nice, I'm gonna have to put you down for a while. Here come the nurse, With money in her purse, Here come the ladies and men. You push it all in
my side For you are my blessing, you are my pride It's your love here that keeps my soul alive I want you to come home from school and stay inside Raney
m just a rolling stone who needs a drop of rain And to taste your honey, Mona is like licking on the sun My truck's hid in the back yard so come here
your tongue There is no word for home There'll be no one To roll away the stone O Evangeline you have been a prisoner here Bread and roses we shall bring
the wild We're the fire Cause we were born to run with the Do it right, do it right, do it right Baby Do it right, do it right, do it righ (Grazie a
it's magic Uhh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz And it's a Heavy D production you bastards Come on Ha hey yo stop playin man This is real serious Ha (It's the
be fair The best things in music?s being offered here Its a round table full of bosses here Still giving you it all like the coffins near [Refrain] (x2) Ryan Leslie It
inaudible]" "What is it, child?" "Bless me, father, bless me, father, for I have sinned." "Red, red roses!" "Help me, listen to me!" "Red, red rose
nothin but rock n roll to him Leave your blood on the dash, call it rose wood 'Nother murder, 'Nother page out the notebook It ain't nothin it don't make it
millionaires walkin wit our gats in public Cats love it, boosie broads deny it They step to tha store to buy it, go home and bump it in private And you
O lord, it's cruel! O man it's hot! O man it's hot and And some of them ants they just climb to the spot Who threw the first stone at Black Paul? 'Don
of the south, it was said once then Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in On the low, deal a mil, I ain?t done, come again Room dead, scene fled
