want me then come and get me I'm leaving this world behind If you hate me then try and take me Your words won't even break my stride As I wave my last goodbye
want me then come and get me I?m leaving this world behind if you hate me then try and take me your words won?t even break my stride as I wave my last goodbye
Tradução: El Enemigo. Último Adiós.
you want me then come and get me I?m leaving this world behind if you hate me then try and take me your words won?t even break my stride as I wave my last goodbye
never shut me up Touch one of mine on everything I own I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga All out warfare, eye for eye Last words
mind Generation landslide Crawling through the enemy lines I will be the one your justify Will you hear me I will kiss you with a last goodbye
you take is the longest stride If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late Could you say goodbye to yesterday? Would you live each moment like your last
end up in a coffin Play it cool, that's the old school rule, man Keep your ears to the street, y'all never lose man Make your enemies believe there's
me I know your every move This game is over There is nothing left to prove This is the end of Eden This is my last goodbye I've laid to rest the
all that's left of memories Of lovers, friends and enemies They're all fading You may not remember me I haven't got the strength to carry on If this is the last
that?s left are memories Love has friends and enemies But their all fading You may not remember me I haven?t got the strength to carry on If this is the last
I'm not crazy I'm the revelation Last days in time The overtime rhymer Rhymer in a zone Right vs wrong Good versus evil God versus the devil Public Enemy
damn! (A voice was heard from the battle field) "Couldn't care less for a last goodbye For as I die, so do all my enemies There's no tomorrow, and no
Styles, physically and mentally going to for the goal 'cause I paid the penalty Y'all ain't a friend of me y'all ain't seen the enemy Thinking of bending
shit that you bled Styles, physically and mentally Goin' for the gold 'cause I paid the penalty You ain't a friend of me, y'all ain't seen the enemy
and playing pretend the boy that she loved was a real snackmaster the world was a beach ball and we were all friends then he died alone and the last time
Put me back together, assemble my brain It's my worst enemy Look at these people stare, I tremble Why do they hate me? Check check I'ma try to disregard that last
