your life tell me that it's true Waiting for a sign it's all I want of you Your heart hides a secret the promise of what is Or something more than this
your life Tell me that it's true Waiting for a sign It's all I want of you Your heart hides a secret "the promise of what is" ...or something more than this
Oversættelse: The Cure. Mere end dette.
more than this? Just a second of your time Any one will do The taste of any 'other' Is all I want from you Offer me the world And how can I resist Something more
bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than
' me down Can we talk about the education of our children? A book is worth more than a bomb any day And remember a mirror to Africa Who will bring the cure
and a couple ya is cool but we a little more thorough whole town, a little more girls you know I spit that sick shit and there's still no cure hold up
sayin'? I got my jammy with me at all times, you know what I'm sayin'? They can't take this one thing away from me That's got more power than any gun
I'm breaking the habit I'm breaking the habit tonight Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than
me, throw me out the game I'm back at the halftime like it's just an ankle sprain Ain't no one could do it better More hits than Eddie Guerrerra The flow
turn and walk away So hold my hand Let me take you to a friend of mine He's waiting just to ease your troubled mind Yeah, yeah, He loves you more than
defect and you know ain't nobody perfect And when the curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more See were losing this world we love And it looks
Babies havin babies, Generation X With the AIDS epidemic, we ain't pure no more And I know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich First we lost
problem Creepin' it though, baby It's gangsta, the truth gonna come to the level Yo, as this blood flow through my veins I stand before this mic with
best song was mediocre Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought That you could come out to challenge me in blood talk? Take a walk jerk, this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill This