I can't be critical I can't, won't stop Such a happy day for me Bring a happy day to me Send a happy day to me And a happy day Came to me, come to me
Traduction: Talking Heads. Happy Day.
It's 'til the day that we die When we ride we ride It's 'til the day that we die [Verse 2: Rihanna] Visions in my mind, Of the day that we met You showed
[Talking:] King of Da Ghetto, what's up 'Face big homie [Z-Ro:] I greet the Father, on my knees With a bowed head and a humbled heart, my conversation
I'm thankful for Trae If I ain't never told you I love you, I'm telling you today Cause you made me, keep my head on straight When I was talking suicide
not havin any songs about happiness or bein in peace and shit like that see I can only display my personal feelings and experinces and so far I ain't felt what happiness
you bitch, I never thought I'd say [Z-Ro] Too many years, I done paid the price Why you gotta put all this, drama in my life And day after day, I'm
means we gotta make it work [Verse 2] Walkin to house from hard work, my head hurts, Instead of arguin, can i have dinner with some dessert (uh uh) She talkin
You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught
happy here I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day
2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm
[2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy
ain't happy here I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day
But I dont want to talk right now my day is goin shitty Why J rockin that erclie look isnt he from marcy? They say hes growin dreads and hes talking like
is trying to get me Forget the kids I'm shaving off my fucking head like Britney Man Dre won't mix my records now I need to talk to Jimmy I'm falling
c'mon), y'all just betray men (yeah) You screamin, I position, competition Another day in the life of the Comission [P. Diddy] Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk
this fuckin' track in the, intensive division King Syze, to all a y'all in case y'all didn't notice I wrote this, talkin' roaches till my heads swollen
How you filter as skewed interpret I swear you won?t be happy til I am bound in a straight jacket Talking with you?s like talking to a sive that can