' home, I'm goin' home I'm goin' home, hey ho Gonna take me back right where I belong I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home Ho
Oversættelse: Ten Years After. Jeg skal hjem [enkelt Version].
Oversættelse: Ten Years After. Jeg skal hjem.
stop it I want you to know I love you I'm talkin' to you baby I'm talkin' to you sucker I love you I love you I have a special phone number where you
show. So, hey, I'm outta here, I'm gonna go have some more food, some more good music... How's it going, guys, you guys come to Gutfest every year,
and talk to me like I'm silly Five bottle of Mo on the floor, boxes of phillys Ten G's in the shoebox under the bed And for every G, I put a fuckin'
I'm dissin' To write the premonition, so no switchin' position I make the bacon so crispy, no need to get pissed or mad I does it all kid, I'm bad,
, I feel the same I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I feel the same I'm America's nightmare - young, black and rich Man, I'm paranoid, make me wanna clap my
1998) Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com Spoken intro: And after three days of drinkin' with Larry Love I just get an inklin' to go on home So, I'm walkin
beautiful, balmy Southern California summer day It's 80 degrees... I said balmy... I could say bomby Ha! Ha! O.K. I'm Jim and this is Radio KAOS And with
I'm leavin' (Oh, I'm so hurt, I'm so tired, I don't know what to do) (I'm so turned around and I just turn around of seein' faces) (And then I just wanna
Roxie Hart] So, I'm scared. I'm sure would appreciate some advice, especially from someone I admire as much as you. Since I can remember, I have wanted
the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, ***** I
with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I
up with a different nigga everynight And when you see me you can spot a crook Cause I'm going through her motherfuckin pocket book I'm going out to get
" I never planned it before I can't shake off your perfume, can't wash my hands no more and I'm breaking my curfew, but I can't walk I'm standing at the
skate and skated to the circle k. I'm on the road, and I know I won't be going home today I guess I'll have to stay Well, it's been twelve years of playing
x2] [Lil' Keke:] I get it how I live, that's why I'm thugging to death I'm one deep up in the houpe, cause I ain't gon tell on myself Houston Texas