cambiare mestiere) Chi e distratto e quasi sempre insoddisfatto Chi arriva in ritardo mi saluta con le scuse, come fai tu con me, Chi vuole molte cose... le ottiene Chi vuole tutto... non avra niente Chi
it love or is it art? You know, I wanna believe that we're a masterpiece But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark Who owns my heart? Who owns my heart? Who
all the magazines I can be cool as ice Or anything I wanna be Who said, who said I can't be Superman? I say, I say That I know I can Who said, who said
try and run my life and God! Do you really want my life then? [Benzino] Dot hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta Who's Benzino? Who the fuck'
her Too hot for you to leave her Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Back on
everything but that's a dream So tell me (Ladies) Who's gonna love you baby? Who's gonna be there for ya? Who's gonna keep the faith the way that I
going hard, hard, h-h-hard Just like the world is ours, ours, o-o-ours We're tearing it apart, part, p-p-part You know we're superstars, we are who we
I ain't looking back on the seeds I've sown. Savin' dimes spendin' too much time on the telephone. Who says you can't go home? Who says you can't go
, done that, now I ain't lookin' back And the seeds I've sown, savin' dimes Spendin' too much time on the telephone Who says you can't go home? Who says
Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
Who are you now First love of mine If you could see You'd reach out for me In hallways And in secret doorways Were love's hiding places With nowhere
whos next whos cumin up u can b wit me bt not touch my butt uh huh imma liv who gives a giv everybody party we goneget a little dirty now whos up whos
har, har-har, ha-ha-hard Just like the world is our, our-our, our-our-ours We're tearin' it apart part-part, pa-pa-part You know we're superstars, we r who
people I hate If you're real and you know it, clap your hands If you're real and you know it, clap your hands Wait a minute, who's real, who's not?
Who's that lady? Who's that lady? Beautiful lady, who's that lady? Lovely lady, who's that lady? Real fine lady, who's that lady? Hear me callin' out
me... Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Now that i'm gone Tell me who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide
People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (