Seems like everybodys got a price, I wonder how they sleep at night. When the tale comes first, And the truth comes second, Just stop, for a minute and
a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head a couple grand, price
Let's assume that he's the groom And he's been waiting to consummate all night And you're the bride, you're locked tight Inside the bathroom and you're
Well I bragged and said I had A women that loved me too much to get mad When I stayed out in them neon lights too long Oh but late last night I was late
So let's get down to business, I don't got no time to play around What is this, what is this The invasion Green lantern The infiltration We comin I got
Es war so ein Tag wie jeder and're und doch mir schien dass er ganz anders war. Denn du und ich wir gingen durch den Frühling und ringsum war die
I begged her to stay and give me one more try And she said, "It's over" and she said, "Goodbye" Now I'm at this bar, tryin' to wash away my pain But every
We don't need no labels To prove we're not dead Because everything we need It's all in our heads Labelisation of your fucking minds
I was like dag if I hear somebody brag One more time in they rhyme all about they tight swag I'm a write back and tell them what they might lack I ain
La vida de la sorpresa Aserpros al ed adiv al A to the beat ya'll and ya don't stop To the beat y'all and ya don't stop To the beat y'all and ya don'
Nothing much to do but watch the rain Sunday morning all alone again So I ring you up for consolation Hop the underground I'll meet you at the station
Now here's the party It's a party that's funkin' It's jumpin' and bumpin' the beat The bad ballroom dance Pickin' it up with the chance Find a little
Me and my mate we think you're great Some we like and some we hate I know him I've seen him on the adverts Got any badges posters stickers or t-shirts
Intro: rza Lot of people, you know what I'm sayin, they be gettin misinformed Thinkin everything is everything, that you could just get yourself A little
There's a McDonald's in the desert and a flag on the moon and gonna shoot billboards into space pretty soon so that when I stare up into the smoggy night
I'll take the pain for all you do, Anything to become your best friend, Always waiting with open arms, Only to run into rock solid hearts. Moff me, Scoff
Felling sick and weak inside Lost all hope and my pride Something's gone wrong with me Diseased body, what can this be? She turned me on to her fate Now