someone else's fool But oh, what can you do? Yeah you waste your time with losers if you get stuck In a Rock 'n' Roll band Do you find it more rewarding
Vertaling: Bad Religion. Wat kan jy doen?.
someone else's fool, but, oh, what can you do? yeah, you waste your time with losers if you get stuck in a rock-and-roll band, do you find it more rewarding
nigga you sloppy You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga I'll plug you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga (what y'all gonna do now?)
sure you write in the field, not a soldier dead That meant code red, bent off the black skunk The black dutch, back of the old shed If you can't live, you dyin', you can
, whatever, not me Yeah you, girl you sound crazy She said y'all exchangin' numbers She's a motherfuckin' liar Boy please, no way, whatever, not me Yeah you, fellas what we gon' do? What
the shades I been up for bout three days {You already know what we say when we outta here what? a bay bay a bay bay you can find if you scared} [X2] Cut
when we pullin' up I see you movin' around on the dance floor Baby, watcha doin' here? Watcha mad for? Shawty, you just don't know what you do to me
, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans? Dem jeans, how you get all o' that in dem? Damn, girl, how you get all o' that? Is you talkin' to me? Yeah, you
around wit' you I do hang wit' dru I do not be fuckin' wit' busta niggaz like you Can?t trust niggaz in yo crew what to do, I don?t be drinkin' no brew
man and i'm rotten to the core, i'll tear down the building just to pass through the door so do what you must, do all you can , break all the
important folks who preach No Bad Religion song can make your life complete Prepare for rejection You'll get no direction from me You'll get no direction from me You
Ain't nobody can do what I do, can't have what I have, untouchable don't be mad If naughty girls need love too then I guess I'm bad Y'all are gonna feel
game's like my religion You could be rollin' with a thug Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin' for some love In every club, I see you starin' like you want it Well baby if you
maybe you widdit Fantasies of us fuckin', can I get it? Addicted to the shit you do but still true What I'm sayin'? What I'm sayin' is this is all about you
[Talib Kweli] Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what
Del-val-syllable stylist You know the time, kid When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you
