on my bet Cool and the gang play on the radio Back on the block Picking the locks And I'm hitching a ride out of this no good town Late on my rent
Vertaling: Die Frames. Huur Day Blues.
Eat on my bet Cool and the gang play on the radio Back on the block Picking the locks And I'm hitching a ride out of this no good town Late on my rent
eat on my bet Cool and the gang play on the radio Back on the block Picking the locks And I'm hitching a ride out of this no good town Late on my rent
you sing about, bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented But they
niggas doin bad, so I get my cash and I act mad, I mash out on the glass I gotta big ol' Lac, a nigga comin down with blue and purple comin down with
he talking to me? "No I'm talking to the sea son's resurrected I'm the solstice of the day I bring news from the blues of the Caspian" My man laughs
absentee BALLOTS I shove in the button Strutting to exhibit mankind's hostility function With a heave, paling in comparison a methias Goliath Live to riggedy frame
em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth It's more than I expected, I thought your jewels was rented but they wasn't, so run it, cousin
