Dedicate this to my man Tupac Rest in peace, boy, you know it's all luv Do we get to go? Do we go? I want to know right now, I need to know Who holds
Verse1: Please my eyes/ every time/ I see you/ girl I just want/ to be close/ all up in your world/ Give it all/ nothing less/ no talking games/ girl
I guess you could say I'm a little afraid What if you go away? I've seen it before I've been here before If I have to love myself, tell me how to love
a trick a bit 'Cause y'all motherfuckers, I ain't hittin' on shit Broke ass nigga, joke ass nigga Mess around and be a little smoke ass nigga Rich Boy
Shadows of the night moving on the ground Like silent clouds, they follow me around As I wander through the dark, through the midnight mist Remembering
' A woman who'd cry, but the sea must provide A child to unravel the snarled nets of lovin' First things first when you get to the sea A rich man eats
Sweet little woman can't you see That you're the only one for me You make me feel good, so good inside Stay by me woman for the rest of my life And as
Ain't You Wealthy, Ain't You Wise Lyrics Ain't you wealthy, ain't you wise? Ain't you made to give to me? Ain't it all good, enough to sing... It's
And you can never stop You gotta keep on climbing till you reach the top Never giving up Ain't life a bitch You gotta keep on going till you strike it rich
From rags to riches and back again. I throw my pearls at you swine. kiss and tell, kiss and tell. I do that all the time. "i'm a man in a million
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor, Makes me so damn poor The thing that makes her rich makes me poor The very thing that makes you rich
(Weidner) Teil I Ich atme Einsamkeit Und werde sentimental Die Nacht neigt sich dem Ende zu Meine Stimmung ist katastrophal Ich sitze hier, im Nirgendwo
Unser Leben war nicht keimfrei nicht von Engeln bewacht doch es ist ganz schn hart was Ihr draus macht was glaubt Ihr zu wissen was glaubt Ihr,wer wir
Freitag Nacht, der Mop trifft sich im Sachsenhauser Park Bier wird reichlich abgefullt, bis keiner mehr g'rad' laufen kann - dann ziehn wir los, so gut
Ich war zu gro?, zu dick, zu blass Zu irgendwas KOMPLIZIERT Quer uber die Stirn tatowiert Ein Problemkind Fruh aus dem Nest gerissen Bei?t in die Hand
Herr,ich bin schuldig ich habe es getan ich habe sie verdorben und es war nicht das erste Mal frag mich besser nicht sonst mu? ich lugen ja,ich habe sie
Hier kommt die Kirche des Wahnsinns Eure neue Religion verge?t,was einmal war ich bin Gottes neuer Sohn ich bin die Luge und die Wahrheit bin real und
my name is G Rap livin the lifestyles of the rich and the famous [ CHORUS ] (I'm representin, puttin Queens on the map) -- Mr. Cheeks G Rap livin the lifestyles of the rich