fall And on a second day there was nothing else left at all Oh what a day that was What a day that was And that's the way it goes There's a million
Traduction: Talking Heads. What A Day That Was.
[Chorus:] Ride when we ride we ride It's 'til the day that we die When we ride we ride It's 'til the day that we die [Verse 1] It's real late 'Bout a
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
! Mr. Hangman, Go get your rope Your daughters weren't careful, I fear that I am a slippery slope Now even if I lay my head down at night After a day
like a blur with these words, it's a [?] with these verbs Running at a hundred kilometers Pretty soon I'm a leave Earth Earthlings, or whatever Human beings, I'm a beast Your a
I could just get to a million plus And now I'm like shit what the fuck is a million bucks Triple that on my bond thanks to bigs and run But never mind what
it aint a game and if it was itd be a black Wii I'm on mah A game, never on that B shit, you on that B shit, never gone be shit. Thats how I see C shit
was born out of dirt like im porn in a skirt I was a little girl who made good with all that I blurt I put people on the map that never seen a map I
gonna be a big man some day, you got Buddy you're a boy make a big noise Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got [Talking in background
answer. They thought a day would come, or a giraffe might choke in midair squeal, some sort of indication. Only it was the hands of the followers that
ass! you can talk, you can talk, you can talk, you're brave now, motherfucker! who's loud talking? the nigger! he's a nigger! he's a nigger! a nigger
ass! You can talk, you can talk, you can talk, you're brave now, motherfucker! Who's loud talking? The nigger! He's a nigger! He's a nigger! A nigger,
hold it down you know what I'm talking about And that's Real Talk 25 Lighters on my dresser yes sir Got a bad black bitch that drives a black inpressor
Behind the badge he a Mo City nigga for life, and that's why we chill Rest in Peace Big H.A.W.K., I think about you all day all night I'll see you again one day
A lovely daaaay), it's a lovely day A lovely day, a lovely day A lovely day, it's a lovely day A lovely, a lovely day [Z-Ro:] I must'a, woke up this
[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
times, I put my dogs and my locs on it Chain smoking, cigarettes back to back Unless I was pillow fighting with the kids, I miss that But it's a different day