kidding, I was jokin' around Talk is cheap and so am I It's inconceivable to try to believe there's a sane one between us now I am rubber, you are glue
Tradução: Auto. Cola.
glue Don't wanna sit cross legged in a circle I wont wear, shirts that are pink or purple? I thought you knew, my locket full of glue Was really coke,
mi car pan di back seat cause it tint up Kotch up di legs mek mi see di p**sy print up Mi know you have di grip, di glue you know fi quint up Pon di cocky
pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me
door I get the feeling and I follow through I get high like I'm sniffing glue It's time to let the games commence This really helps my self-confidence
: They said protect and you'll survive (but our postman didn't call) 8lbs. of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall They said protect
I love your company I only leave you when you got no money I got no emotions for anybody else You better understand I'm in love with my self My beatiful self
numba 1 wid a numba 2 pensil, Mi ah no di type whe all bark an dont bite, Wen mi stan up pon di mic, mi rock di mic (Right) Bun a self-praise, Mi nah
: In the army of Babylon I'm a young Al Capone My self an outlaw in the eyes of the lord Good man lose and the bad men win The blind and the sick i attenuate
Myself my beautiful self No feelings no feelings No feelings for anybody else Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue
: to much pressure gonna self exlode the baggage keeps on pilen up my future dangles from the end of a rope no coat tails to sew on my coat this is jsut
pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me
might seem kinda bitter You got me feelin' down in the dumps 'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love And I have to use the self service
get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss
want to be with you Bye bye, self-respect I haven't had much of it since you left I missed out on the best of you Bye bye self-respect I haven't had
I got a story to tell Check check Crazy glue, make sure you get it in the cracks and crevices To put me back together is Not an easy task, but it's not
Too much pressure, gonna self explode The baggage keeps on pilin' up My future dangles from the end of a rope No coat tails to sew on my coat This is