Tonight, I turn out the lights Think about the times we had No twilight shine in your eyes For you are not around to pick me off the ground And you are
Traducere: Side Walk Slam. Your Eyes.
Tonight, i turn out the lights And think about the times we had No twilight shine in your eyes For you are not around to pick me off the ground And
side of the door With your face and the beautiful eyes And the conversation with the little white lies And the faded picture of a beautiful night You carried me from your
the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun You close your eyes and hope that
will be no, platinum big-headed rapper That don't realize there's two directions on the ladder You wanna go 'head, walk straight, walk good Don't blame your
Coming For Your Goods Simultaneously In 50,000 Neighborhoods ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!! They Coming Out The dark And They Coming For You They Wanna Pull Out Your
other choice except for to go Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind I walked down the hallway and I heard his door slam Turn, turn, turn again I walked
Asking only for redemption All the things that can't Make a man believe in heaven Fix your eyes upon the bars Memorize their other side Like the tatoos on your
how many tunes I grip? To pay dues and shit Check the rules of this, we bruise your clique Since your girl can't refuse the dick You abuse the bitch, could loose your
s when you notice - the posse ain't there Then you're all alone with your microphone Freddie Foxxx is in the vicinity scopin your home Take your moms and your pops and your
me well at Roble Gym And I?m slamming into swim safety, not a Slim Jim Lifeguarding at the pool, lake or the sea I keep both eyes on your progeny The
?m speaking from the heart now, hear what I say. You find a way to good things Maybe the best thing to come your way. You better think twice, before you walk
within a dream? Dreams have been tricking your soul You play a role That somebody's taking to your mind Don't look behind You slam the door And keep
' Yeah, I wanna be your agent I wanna be your cousin I wanna be everything that your man wasn't I wanna be your friend I wanna know your ATM PIN If I
I feel the time has come for me to spar with'em Startin' with a swift up kick and an uppercut (Ouch!) Plus the funky beat that moves your torso and your
like a mime and let the chance pass by Back of my mind, he could change your life With all these beats I did, at least let him hear At least you can brag to your
crowd. ARTIE I invited all the kids doing walk-ons in "Samson and Delilah." BETTY Where have you been hiding? I called your apartment. I called your
