Il primo della classe porta gli occhiali Il primo della classe c'ha gli stivali Il primo della classe e paraculato Il primo della classe e uno sfigato
Continui pensieri, diversi e confusi, ti rodono dentro Non ti lasciano dormire e pensi a lui Cerchi di capire dove hai sbagliato E sulle cose chiare
Scivolo sulla pelle tua, il fuoco nasce e cresce dentro me, brucia le distanze che adesso piccole appartengono a noi, e una melodia che al ritmo dell
Abbiamo una relazione anormale Basata sulla tua felicita Non ascolti mai le mie parole Dimmi come fai Io ti voglio solamente amare Io ti voglio solamente
E tu lo sai che correre distante senza di me Ti portera soltanto dove il sole non c'e E regnera il buio di cio che non sei, di cio che vorrai E chiederti
: [dj paul and juicy j] I'm bout to blow them boys ass off (whatcha niggas wanna do?) I'm bout to blow them boys ass off (talkin all that fuckin shit
pas aussi facile ke dans les films la C pr la vrai la vengeance ne laisse pas infirme ki jou du gun meurt du gun tu t'fra kill en promenade en cavale
: Die Thoughts replaced by a placid romance Without movement, I can't escape Die Searching through the static Twisted and torn inside of Such blinding
used to mind I lost my phone in paradise And what a nice day for a murder You call yourself a killer but the only thing that you're killing is your time
volta l'uragano babaman lo sai che intenda ma lo sai RIT: I say e babdaman sound bwoy 'z kill my friend oooo ai ai ai ai e babadamn sound boywz'z kill
And surely... keep it coming, dance, keep your hands up Super cool stupid hat, heat refreshes from his feet and down to the shoes up Can you... like it, I could kill
Make your day and dream away on a dragonfly Mayday mayday I ain't fond of smoking The buzzer knows in dire straits Selfless without intention Too late to intermediate Smoking kills
: Light that smoke, yeah, one for giving up on me And one just cause they?ll kill you sooner than my expectations To my favorite liar, to my favorite
the roots of experience The most basic ingredients To see the unseen glitter of life And feel the dirt, grief, anger and strife Cherish the certainly of now It kills
touch the roots of experience The most basic ingredients To see the unseen glitter of life And feel the dirt, grief, anger and strife Cherish the certainly of now It kills
: Fabolous] You Niggas Are Comical, Who Me I'm Seven Digits Two Commacal On My Mama Fool I'm Getting This Money And That Kill'em They Looking At A Pimp
, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke speci Three thousand full pound of
niggas trying to get one chick, right? I'm trying to get two You know, two is always better than one, right? Yeah.. [Verse] I'm trying to kill two birds
