i seperate the memories i think of the things that i've done wrong i throw them away to conceal the pain it was one long night i've been beat down trapped
bag I seperate the memories I think of the things that I've done wrong I throw them away to conceal the pain it was one long night i've been beat down trapped
an addict and My soul is a magnet So if you get close then you can't go backwards I know I'm kinda like a black hole in a galaxy You are trapped beneath
Be Waiting For Sending me them Signals That I Can't Ignore thought I was gonna Get Her On The Dancefloor Then I Saw Her Head To The Exit Door [Chorus
Watin For Sending me dem Signals That I Can't Ignore But I Was gonna Get Her On The Dancefloor Then I Saw Her Head To The Exit Door [Chorus] Call Her
lab, I'm... My name is Dr. Dre, and I want all you mothafuckers out there to know That I have a split personality [Mr. Ski chuckles] And sometimes I just, exit
can't sleep at night, I fear death's warning I keep afloat by holding tide so cautious Somebody dragged me here, I'm trapped with wild horses And now
: Caught up in this house Trapped my very own self in the snare of my mind No more space than a slither What I'd give for deep breath inside Where the
to brainstorm Yeah Malik B from The Roots, he ain't gone I took the wrong exit, the sign said Langhorne I'm trapped up in about five worlds wit live
It`s a Catch 22 Yes, we`re rocking round in circles It`s a Catch 22 If you are seated in an emergency exit aisle and feel as though you are unable
Ya ves mi edad es tan dif?cil de llevar Mezcla de pasi?n e ingenuidad, dif?cil controlar Tu siempre tan fant?stica y yo se Que tengo mucho que aprender
, catch a fire, any moment I decide That's enough of all your lies, boy, your buzz just died Step inside, super fly, to the shoes in they coupe Then exit
with Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said If I, ever make a record I take a check and put something away For a rainy day to make my exit But look
with a dash of the peppers Get blast for ya necklace Leave ya brains on the dash in ya Lexus We up in the club, dash for the exit Make ya spread 'em out
Welcome to Exit thirteen I am your host LL Cool J You said I was finished And Father Time was the blame You disrespected my legacy And threw dirt on
that hop, premiditated plot I'll park around the corner and do a walk-by Reconciliation, retaliation on my mind Nothin against the muslims, but I was raised eatin swine Trapped
Caught up in this house Trapped my very own self in the snare of my mind No more space than a slither What I'd give for deep breath inside Where the chaos