plays flute Through the cellar door And on my window sill Plays a sad old song I hope tonight You will touch my hair And draw ghosts on my back
Vertaling: Mike Heron. Teken Terug die sluier.
Vertaling: LA Mass Choir. Terug na die tekenbord.
Vertaling: Mami. Die Spoke jy gaan op my rug.
someone to be there in your time of need You can turn your eyes to the heavens And their Creator's watching on you With arms of love to hold you, and draw
past? 'I see right through you,' your whole shit is made of glass. [Nicki Minaj] You see right thru me, how do you do that sh I draw back, I'm a Brooklyn
Tight rope walking ain't that hard After slamming back a few You're laughing now but it ain't that funny When we get through with you Tell me, we're
and grits, I had the swordfish What is this? Three niggaz dressed in black Roley's on they wrist, feathers in they hat One tapped me on my back, then
see are these fake fucks with no fangs Tryin' to draw blood from my ice cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards off
line (Or I'll be) -CHORUS- Punchin' you in your sleep, Wake up hurtin screamin it was'nt me. I know you think that I've been washing your clothes, But I've been putting dirty clothes back in your draws
your sleep Wake up hurtin screamin it wasn't me I know you think that I've been washing your clothes But I've been putting dirty clothes back in your draws
got my B's with me like some honey in this ditch, ya dig? I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust back, because I shoot first [Verse 2 - Lil
you covered He was just seventeen, trying to get on like his dead brother Mama couldn't do a thing about him Though she hurt inside and daddy wants his son back
Ranger down I'm a little unraveled but I'm still in the saddle Cryin' your name out to the clouds, hey yaw, hey yaw Why don't you meet me back at the
crippin' And ain't the Nine shit that stay flyin' by in six-hundred giant shit Ooh wee, look at me, keep it rollin' and I remember back when my draws
me Now I'm pissed off Sit back, homie, relax In fact grab a six pack Kick back while I kick facts Yeah Dre, sick track Perfect way to get back Wanna
jail before That?s what hell is dog My niggas back and forth like it?s a damn resort This is for my niggas that grind and have pistols on them Don?t play with police we draw
