s what I wish tonight If you make all my wishes come true I'm wishin' on you I wish I may, I wish I might Have a wish, I wish tonight I wish I may, I
Tradução: Nadie Angel. Wishing On Usted.
get it on LIVE IT UP! As soon as we hit em home We tuckin away the chrome and humpin up on some hoes We dem niggas you love to hate...I know Who cares
you're waiting, it's in vain... The change must come right now! Angels are crying and dying There must be some way endless you stray, still you pray
Still you're waiting, it's in vain... The change must come right now! Angels are crying and dying There must be some way endless you stray, still you
inside (Is like) Angels crying Can't take no more Angels dying capture their fall Try to see this misery your future is not what you wished it to be
out like a pencil Treat one like a stencil Just when you think you've got a grip on life That's when you let go, ready set go It's a race to the finish
were not allowed no mensos Threw you away like a pencil, give you away like a utensil Just when you think you had a grip on life, that's when you let
it out like a pencil Treat one like a stencil Just when you think you've got a grip on life That's when you let go, ready set go It's a race to the finish
Of You What Your Doin What Your Playing Are You Missing Me As Well When Its Me And You No'mas Everything Else Can Go To Hell I Wont Let Nobody Hurt You
Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh. The Juice Crew rule but who's this nigga KRS? Reference points, too many to wish for. Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay
s not about who you know, iti??s just how you balance it Iti??s always awkward to dummy a nigga artist And get on someone song when you know you comin
' you And nobody knows it but me Yeah, Ohh, uhh, whoa, omom Nobody, nobody, but me Tomorrow morning I'm hittin' the dusty road Gonna find you where ever, ever you
And when the 1999 rewinds, you didn't even make any strides Murder all around the whole world, it's nauseatin Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated Why
with. Whateve r you claim, you better get paid. Shit. Krayzie: If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. If you a thug you, better get ready for war. If you
searching who, they searching me and then they searching you, They smell the breeze and you smell like trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the
