clothes I can feel you where the doctor goes My beautiful son I know He had ribbons in his hair And lipstick was everywhere You look good in my dress My beautiful son
Vertaling: Gat. Pragtige Seun.
I can feel you where the doctor goes My beautiful son I know He had ribbons in his hair And lipstick was everywhere You look good in my dress My beautiful son
a tennis game For the son of Dennis James Owner of the city downtown on a friday Streaks by me like I took a picture in a drive way I roll down strips and holes
Hotter than lava when you come believe that I'ma follow Lady Medana like the drink-machine I like to swallow Rockin' that Prada, Honey stay up in the beauty
't help but smile I resemble my mama to be truthful And I ain't got to describe her, you know she beautiful Shit, I always love my mama Blow holes through
On a Mississippi mornin' My dad yelled out a warnin' Son, you better hit that cotton patch soon And on my way down to the field As I passed Old Johnson
because my ego Had a golden key, couldn't find a key hole Yo, stop let the beat rock Conscious hip hop is gettin' dropped Wake up saw B and the little one Little son
the shit's that it hurt and burn deep It's alright dog, everything gon' be alright dog Rabid, nigga, it's your son I'm down in your hole and your down
, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows. I wanna drill holes
I'm not asked to forgive, I can't forgive how you lived. A big hole then opened up, And I saw a lot of flames. There was none of the beauty, From the
stands for the woman who stood and braved the storm to raise the seedling. (Brother sun, sister moon, mother beautiful) Yeah, middle sibling suitable but far from son
already Only because he has not believed In the name of the only begotten son, my Lord For he so feared the world he left his only begotten son To shed
Well, hello there, sweet to see you Like your colour, how you doin'? I've been battered and bewildered In the beauty of your ruins Flash, flash and I
's gettin' wide!a?? a??So much for beauty son! Hand me that TV guide.a?? Watching the flies in the kitchen of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars. Hole
