I got to go on, it's like that, it's like that Yes I got to go on, it's like that, it's like that It's like, Slick Rick without the eye patch More like
Traducció: De La Soul. És com que.
Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) [Posdonus] It's like, Slick Rick without the
movies, so don't talk sequels So, hon, save the chit-chat when I kick a format fat (it's fat) It's like that... I'm all sold out, no doubt, without a
to ma-n ..check it out... you muthafuckas step the hell on back from the "O" and niggas know that we rock it like that [Phesto] It's Phes-rock clockin
a gun in it Wanna be a part of a clique, don't know who's running it Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it's killing me. So many people in agony, this
scared like a monster, monster, monster Too bad Oh-oh Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should (Too bad) It's got you bouncing off the walls It's
, But blazing with light ! It's the feeling of being alive ! Filled with evil but truly alive ! It's the truth that cannot be denied ! It's the
our senses proclaim [Hyde & Lucy] It's a dangerous game ! [Hyde] A darker dream That has no ending- That's so unreal You believe that it's true
blame it on the fire that was burnin' bright We could blame it on love Or we can blame it on the night Blame it on the night Blame it on the night Don
Class is in session Tired of letting Passive aggression Control my mind Capture my soul Okay you're right Just let it go Okay you got it It's in the can Before I played it
t help myself, it's the way I feel When you look me in the eyes, like you did last night I can't stand to hear you say goodbye Well, it feels so right 'cause it
it We can take off, yeah Oh, do you wanna smoke? I, I, I be on it all day love it like my nigga Big Boi said That's the only thing that keeps me level
eyes but I do not cry Counting the days that pass me by I've been searching deep down in my soul Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old It feels like
I've left behind No matter where I go or what I do You always get your message through You send it to me straight to my mind Well it's like telepathy
in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile, and in her soul. In the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it's gonna be ok
stuck in your memory A mistaken identity What's her name, what's she like like? Does she know that you'll never treat her right? What's her name, what's she like like
