I suppose its my fault again [CHORUS] Sometimes we don't see eye to eye But I don't ask too many questions why Sometimes we don't see eye to eye But
suppose its my fault again CHORUS Sometimes we don?t see eye to eye But I don?t ask too many questions why Sometimes we don?t see eye to eye
Tradução: Just Jack. Eye To Eye.
its my fault again CHORUS Sometimes we don?t see eye to eye But I don?t ask too many questions why Sometimes we don?t see eye to eye But I don
ting, you're a boomting Maybe more than a hotel room ting I'll never know if I just walk past I really want to dance so I guess I'll just ask She ain
stutta' Fuck da World Straight Outta Compton Muthafucka! [Verse 2] I shine fo' niggas behind bars I ain't got that Diddy glow Black Rows in da cement I got that New Jack
nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti. Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw. Chorus repeats Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols. Keep an eye
to go No matter how far I find To let you know That You're not alone So tell me why you changed Choosing new direction In a blink of an eye My time away just
tricks 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
you never get to play? I'm hustlin' Stayin' out till it's dawn And commin' home At 6 o'clock in the mornin' Hand's on my glock Eye's on the prize Finger
they'll listen Dirty game, I feel the same And do I think her career woulda jumped if she just laid down A tear in her eye, baby don't cry And then she
out for the rollers duckin these haters they wanna face Well I keep my heat And it ain't no peace and fuck tha police Come out the house all eye's on
it like this, yeah? Kray Jackson? Remember the killa, the lyrical beast? I'm gon' murda ya! Up in you like a hernia. You suck, I'm just confirmin' ya
by Jack and Chris] Early hours, open road, family of five - on their way home Having enjoyed a day in the sun, their encounter with gore has just begun
flows too kind Sweet talk the track with a real cute line I don't need a lot. I just need a yacht, and a captain's hat like Captain Jack Don't get
B-Real and the DOG, motherfucker! Ha! Yeah Here we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector Got my eye on em,
me Release your hold and I will set you free" Monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the eye and said "Your story is so touching, but it sounds just
