the best of a good time I ??¦ taking control of my life So long, so long?I don??° belong I??¦ leaving right now and not coming back Too long, too long
Tradução: No Motiv. Hasta luego.
best of a good time I 'm taking control of my life So long, so long: I don't belong I'm leaving right now and not coming back Too long, too long: been
a blade To and through the heart No conscience One Motive Cater to the hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacify this hungering So
: [AKON] I'm steady tryna find a motive, Why do what I do?, Freedom aint gettin no closer, No matter how far I go, My car is stolen, no registration
: (feat. Styles P) [Styles P] Locked up, they won't let me out, And I had a long day in court **** stressed me out, Won't gimme the bail they can't
I came for you, but you did not need my urgency I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency And your cloud line urges
be happy for me, I really hate to say I told you so, So I bite my tongue but you know you know, [Hook] [Verse 2] Uhh, please make your long story shorter
mio come solo so battermi io posso farlo pero solamente se c'e piu di un motivo per esser sicuro di te I'm a peace loving man but I'll take the blows as long
friends One day the chase will be over for you And you'll find your own peace in the end Some day you will find sanctuary Death!...but so long my friend
One day the chase will be over for you And you'll find your own peace in the end Some day you will find a sanctuary Death!... but so long my friend...
too young to die, So many people, All around the world, Seen their brothers fry. What's the motive? In your madness. You've made my people cry. So
're too young to die, So many people, All around the world, Seen their brothers fry. What's the motive? In your madness. You've made my people cry. So
up; it wasn't there All the young people looked the same 'Cause we're so handsome and we're so bored So entertain us, tell me a joke Make it long, make
the urban attitude Is so superior In a world of high rise ambition Most people's motives are ulterior Sometimes I feel as though I'm running on ice Paying the price too long
breath gathering at my hind I hear stories from the chamber How Christ was born into a manger And like some ragged stranger Died upon the cross And might I say it seems so
