go there with you And I will love you If you love me too Take me with you Take me with you Take me with you Take me with you
Traduction: Wired. Take Me With You.
back to the beat, it never lets me down zone in and let it rola I dream stream of sweat that connects me to you I still be all about that thing that you
you a demo in 94 with straight original shit No scientifical shit And you cats talk about it like it's still in your whip If you're large as you say, why you
, little ol' me-I get so cynical. It's pitiful livin in minimal. Generals animals stick with their tentacle. I'm more alive, I just try to fight evil. Me and my people, my people and me
world You'll take me aside, and say "Well, David, what shall I do? They wait for me in the hallway" I'll say "Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways"
goes to show you, and it'll show you once again that . . . A Mountain is something You don't wanna fuck with You don't wanna fuck with Don't fuck around
BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH . . . plastic pepples . . . [...] You drive. You live in. You dream about . . . you think only of . . . you eat . . . you are . . .
you're with me. I love you more each day, yes I do, yes I do; I'd let you go away, if you take me with you. Don't you know, Dindi, I'd be running and
they try stopping me, That?s only making me a martry we, Like opiates in the vein, that attack the arteries, Don?t get smart with me; I got a heart in me
must inevitably abandon life and reason together in my struggles with the demon fear Perhaps you'll think me superstitious but the physique of this place it hovers about me
They want rent, diapers, babysittin.. What do you think about a bitch? [King Gordy] Be real for me? Bitch, you ain't real to me YOU'RE NOTHIN! Been
ears are sleeping A guilty bliss, so inviting (let me in), nailed to the cross I feel you, relate to you, accuse you Wash away us all, take us with
. . .? CARLOTTA You have rebuked me! ANDRE/FIRMIN Signora, pardon us . . . CARLOTTA You have replaced me! ANDRE/FIRMIN Please, Signora, we beseech you
you don?t see me I?m a host of magical illusions I be callin?vast amount of tibbits and intrusions Croucho: I love this place It smells so good It puts me
you're the vocalist, precious like metal Makin all my rounds through the towns like physician I be curing inpure emcees, plagued with disease So take
