wore Strike another match, go start anew And it's all over now, baby blue And it's all over now, baby blue And it's all over now, baby blue
', now it's her turn to cry, Cuz I used to love her, but it's all over now. Yes and I used to love her, but it's all over now.
Tradução: Grateful Dead. Es El Mismo Baby Blue.
Tradução: Enmascarados banda sonora Anónimo. Es El Mismo Cielo, Celeste [los Grateful Dead].
Tradução: Bandas sonoras. Es El Mismo, Baby Blue - Grateful Dead.
Tradução: 54 soundtrack. Es El Mismo, Baby Blue - Grateful Dead.
s turnin', now it's her turn to cry, Cuz I used to love her, but it's all over now. Yes and I used to love her, but it's all over now.
all that, we livin in a cruel world It's rough in the ghetto but we put family first When friends turn to foes and the enemy's exposed That's when you
all mirror me back Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now break bread
Interlude] OWWWW! It's star time This man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeys Do y'all want more of the Jigga man? Well if y'all want more of
all Mirror Me Back Yeah Hearin Me Rap Is Like Hearin G. Rap In His Prime I'm, Young H.O., Rap's Grateful Dead Back To Take Over The Globe, Now Break Bread
it does in this song 'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light In the strangest of places if you look at it right [rap] It was the summer of
get sore Ow, it's star time, this man is made He's killin' all y'all jive turkeys Do y'all want more of the Jigga man? Well if y'all want more of the
of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin' me rap is like hearin' G. Rap in his prime I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now
and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep. I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just asleep." Then I saw the old man's limousine
t even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine Everytime I turn around there's somebody straight trippin' Hatin
keep the fully loaded chrome And half my niggas even stay a fan That's why we pour liquor for the Grateful Dead (We miss you) And where I'm from it's
y'all, mirror me back Yeah, hearin' me rap is like hearin' G rap in his prime I'm young H. Ov, rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over the globe, now
