take it anymore i don't want to hear these words you're made to take the fall one step forward, two steps back, step back now! fake boys, fake girls, fake boys
Tradução: Líquido. Niñas Niños falsos.
She drove a thousand miles a day and i don't wanna hear those records play she told me i'm not coming back we drove a thousand miles a day i don't wanna
I'll make mistakes on you take every call lets talk for hours i know how you look but i cant wait to see the way you look at me it was like a dream just
Its annihilation waiting for a call slowly driving me insane a mind wasted on the coldest of night dreaming alone for the end of time the longest months
I wonder if i peeled the skin from my fingers could i stop touching burnt flesh dripping down the back of my neck would i fall every time she starts
There's a thousand things i wanna say to you bridges burnt too fast too think it through and every time i jumped the boat she told me stay cool theres
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they tryna swap identities Empty refrigerators all I see up in my memory Now I'm in the club with complimentary Hennessy But this a jungle so you hear the snakes slitherin' These niggas fake
and all the great tools really who's silly and who's fake Difference between the losers and all the great tools really who's silly and who's fake.
young boys to speak to me in code, cause its hard to tell, which niggaz leakin to the po's ( Yea Yea!) these boys in the hood, wanna creep me and I knows
the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorchin Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps havin abortions I ain't havin it, see em in the dead zone Fake dope boys
boo This Niggas right when they fuck Now I'ma come out And Kill 'em Hit the brerak down [Verse I:] Time to separate the men from the boys Take it straight
Like A Tool. Maybe You Can Step Back For A While, While Having A Smackstyle, Beat-Box School. Will You Shoot This Fool Because The World Doesn't Recognise Your Fake
if I was, then I wouldn?t be a servant of him I?m shocked how quick we all turn from the real faith They wanna discredit my ministry say I?m real fake
Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters They can't fade us 'cause we two of the greatest Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots Bow down
boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never) Hahaha Yeah Huh My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down Ugh Yeah My home boys might
