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Tradução: Simple Minds. Por lo que vale.
coming in wack or what it's a waste to be a hater Graffiti bombs-from the palms-love is so strong can't be stopped too long for the night it will come
for what is unsure Back to Your love so true and so simple Don't understate it or complicate it It's so simple, yeah, it's so simple It's You I'm coming
We only hope it won't lead to collisions with outcome much worse than we can comprehend Conversation is expensive What's in a simple talk that is making it so cheap -------------//--------//-------//-------//--------//----------- What
there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I
s a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made
T.I. talking] ("Be easy" in the background) What it iz pimp? T.I.P., Trap Muzik, understand that? Grand Hustle pimp! Ay, whus hattnin' Toomp? Let's ride out homie! What it
: Intro Yeah. What?s up man? How longs it been? How longs it been Dad? I don?t know. I?d say about? Verse 1 16 years since you went searching for
s Ultra.." (magnetic, magnetic) doo doo doo-doo "MC's" DJ Moe Love! Spaceman on the guitar.. What is it?? WHAT IS IT??!?!! (Kool Keith!) [Kool Keith] Troop for
The answerin', simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says it's going down tonight We finally made it
and fly gold Rolex, you can't fit no more diamonds on it Pinky ring, worth a house, if I decide to pawn it What's up now punk? You start to choke up?
days, Elco's, S S's The best is where the west is niggaz don't test us Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride? Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride
But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food For the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
Manhattan to turf For what it's worth my mum held me down one deep Pops was absentee but minds you don't sleep It took her feelings to raise me lean
and all the big bulky jewelry All of it - In what, daylight? That's the plan kid They don't even care if it's Candid Because passerbys mind they own
it all is it's worth nothing I wonder if after it all is there someone still waiting for me Is this all in the plan for the helping hand I wish it would
til it's gone Sometimes we have to speak our mind Just to get the proof That there never is a simple truth Well, I know For you it's perfectly clear
