things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And back
these things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means so Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And
Traduction: Occasion, le. Noise And Kisses.
things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And back to
these things I rip my heart out It's worth my time Whatever that means... Hard to see up My neck feels stiff until I wake up The orange I choked And
voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (AAHHH) Trapped him in his room, possessed him and
ooh-la-la, ooh-ooh-la-la Rhymin over old breaks like the Mardis Gras Party people cross and bump they go ooh and they ahh And Mike D and Ad Rock down
Your talk, your dress! I feel your fever From miles around, I'll pick you up in my car And we'll paint the town! Just kiss me baby And tell me twice
dick, piss on your bitch-ass Sit on your face, now you gotta kiss ass Who fiend for fame life belong to your fans and haters and thugs that wanna end
off, victims air lifted up Lieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpins Funkin', beefin', killin' they best friends And to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reason But right now it's a drought and
my voice is read through a seismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head Trapped him in his room, possessed him and
used to it The way we stopped them, dear To all the ladies who love they man Though they fuck up, and you still let them back in Make some noise if
the night That you fall in love with me finally I remember when I used to sit And wish that it would rain Knowin' the sun would come to stay And chase
ring Me and my niggas try yo' bitch Stole the price and stang yo' botch All you did was take a shot And ball the fist to close the fist Kiss it at
Strong blowing kisses to the wind The D.O.C. in fact to attack the wicky wack And take the rightful place at a rightful time The D.O. to the C. and it
