Tradução: Magia. So Tired.
Shhh, hell couldn't keep us in shackles We head over heals with the demons in back of us, sitting soldier for having [Hook] [Magic] I'm sick and tired, of being sick and tired
tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I feel with southern finesse So debonair
the pace face to face No one even trying to score And oh, oh, I can feel the magic of your touch Umm-humm, And when you move in close A little bit means so
: (feat. Nate Dogg) [Intro:] 'Cause sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta
always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always
: (feat. 50 Cent, 2Pac) Sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak When you feel weak, you feel like you just wanna just give up But you gotta search
a scent so weird Stunning and bitter but very summoning Bring me a magic potion it will heal my aching wounds A taste so bitter that makes my bleeding soul feel so
men like I was king In all your dreams I write the horror flick of Stephen King Cling to false also those papers say ock I got tired of the fat lady so
dancing cross the pages of the magazine Everyday's like the day before Come in tired and lock the door Paint your space with magic hands Shining slick
: Baby girl why you love me so much? Is really love at all or just a need for my touch? And girl you won't let me go. You want it before and after the
Shoot straighter than before. No comfort has the fire at night That lights the face so cold. Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the mornin' light. The magic
