feels real, waiting here to die Just hoping I reveal, there's something Picking up my brains, you can tell your mom that Men are all the same, the same
Nothing safe feels real. Waiting here to die. Just hoping I reveal. There's something. Picking up my brains. You can tell your mom that men are all the same
Vertaling: Gebruik word, die. Mans is almal dieselfde.
sure you wanna thank your fans for all of their support [Busta Rhymes] Absolutely, see y'all are why I shine like the sun Big up to all my peeps who
't you have done the same? o Listen o Digit Purchase MP3 * All Hell o Lyrics All hell
basic rules, don't sell this to kids or fools. And don't you try it either, honor that and all is cool. Now he a baller dude, strippin hoes are callin
Now it's different, he who did dirt And realized killin' men, meant comin' up but it still hurt And can't nobody change this It's 1994 and we up against the same
I'm killin' 'em all, all, all, all [Yeah] I 'm killin' 'em all, all I'm killin' 'em all, all (Drake verse 3) Look, uh I used to get 'em like murda murda
is human race Of animals, that talk and walk upright Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night Flowing the planet, trying to find missing links Like the men we used to be and are
his grill, you might wanna get concerned Reeno, get that bitch with the bad perm Are you muthafuckas ever gonna learn? We all could get, got just not by you And we all
Benz, next day in the Lex Are you happy? Do you think you're on a roll? Do you love your life? Are you achievin' any goals? Or are you sad, mad 'cause
