know I don't know Tell me something I don't know Tell me something I don't know Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
answer my friend, returns to blow so tell me something . . . something i don't already know i don't know? tell me something i don't know? as for the
Превод: Крайност. Кажи ми нещо не знам.
the answer my friend, returns to blow so tell me something . . . something i don't already know i don't know? tell me something i don't know? as for
But I'll tell you what I've been around a long time And I thought I had heard everything I tell you, they keep coming up with them I just couldn't believe
I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot who or what it was, I fucked up Psych, I'm kidding again you idiot, no I
something How bout vacation Round my by bon voyage And With no snowtra something Yeah And tell yo man he don't Owe me nothing Tell him open his eyes I gotta show him something
I can be rude, I can do whatever you want me to do Whatever you want me to be, I can be it, Whatever side you want me to show you, just let me know and
I ask you a question, you must answer I want to know who he is You need to tell me I can't take this anymore If you don't give me answers I'm going to
Somethin' flashy, God dead-armed is nasty Peep the ornaments enough to make Shorty-Wop stare at me yo He killed the God might as well throw a chair at me
Believe..." is an instrumental song. I can say that playing guitar has become a drug for me; when I play just for myself, I make some instrumental things, too. I
murder man dance on the enemies And fake niggas that pretend to be friends of me, Are the ? ? ? nigga can't fuck with me Won't buck with me the murda
this MC graveyard I?ll see the sun again I?ll jump and run again So come on over visit cause I got a lot to say And tell Stress I ain?t mad cause I got
this motherfuckin' chorus I haven't found a fuckin' job yet So I gotta do this bullshit (I can't take it, I'm done) I don't think that I can sing another
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come