) The screams of passion The screams of passion Oh, oh, oh, the screams of passion Ooh, the screams of, the screams of The screams of passion, the screams of passion
Tradução: Familia. Los gritos de pasión.
that bitch a man So this Black Wallstreet for life now GGG-UNOT! [The Game] 300 Bars and Runnin Just loan me your ears for 15 minutes Walk with me Here the breakdown, pass
yet, I don't need that I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I mean that G-Unot cocksucker, better believe that I say it one time, watch the whole world scream
know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in family Who sadly gets torn
know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin, bullets stickin in family Who sadly gets torn between
'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in family Who sadly gets torn
even though we Gs We still visualize places That we could roll a piece And in my minds eye I see this place the players go and pass it Got a spot
I ain't retarded At night I can't sleep, count sheep As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep Starin at the wall, heard a scream Wake
ain't retarded At night I can't sleep, can't peep As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep Starin at the wall, heard a scream Wake up
the trunk The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, mics I listen to him scream, Tray
style Puppy town Bow Wow Im tha 18 letta and this playboy representin it foeva cant do it betta Neva wheneva whoeva howeva u test yo leva breath again neva So whateva im pass
the Passion Play. Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath ripe with rich attainments all imagined sad misdeeds in disarray the sore thumb screams aloud, echoing out of the Passion
jump paws up Scream Loud Scream Loud honest eyes Playing cards and barbies when I was young So baby Scream out Loud Scream-Screa-Scream-Scream-Screa-Scream
want the world to pass me by I wanna dream I aint gonna die Thinking my life was just a lie I wanna be loved I wanna be loved I found a picture A so called family
a knife. Cab stop just ahead under a streetlight. Boy got out with a suitcase. Thin kid in prep school clothes, familiar face, the Priest told himself
