here it comes again. (Here it comes again, here it comes again, play with me, tearing all my world apart) Here it comes again. (Here it comes again, here it comes again
Prevod: Black. Tu je Comes Again.
I've come to shake my ass I've come to shake my ass (Three 6 Mafia) I've come to shake my ass I've come to hypnotize my ass I've come to shake my ass
crashin' And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion And all the pandemonium and all the madness There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance,
music I feel I might lose it It's talkin' through the melody I can hear it tellin' me to move I feel high on the music I feel I might lose it It's talkin
clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know The one with the flow, who did it? It was me, I suppose JD in
care and I'll do it again So get me outta my head 'Cause it's getting quite cramped, you know Coming ready or not, when the motor gets hot We can do it again
high on a negative wave And paint it black Just like the good times Don't treat me like a tourist Let's stay high They break our hearts like it's our
I don't need you But I do, I do, I do I'll say there's nothing you can say to make this right again I mean it, I mean it, what I mean is I said leave
s hijacked Black people don't own shit The rap game's hijacked Check it R&B's hijacked Black acting is hijacked Just being black is hijacked Nigga,
Syndicate, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it
burn shit and wreck 'Cuz the punk police ain't learned shit yet You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price Can't make a Black life, don't take a Black life It
of me baby come closer (2x) I'm ready for ya. Kill 'em all. Switch it up, Put it on, zip it up Let my perfume soak it in your sweater, say you'll be here
Ain't got no time for no haters Just live your life, hey No tellin' where it'll take ya Just live your life, oh (Joss, we did it again homie) 'Cause
my B boy stance Free, Beans, Memphis where you at nigga? Right here, snatch Cam and it's a rap This here, rap belong to us, nobody strong as us, it's
help but brag Gold mouth got 10, mail man got 3 It's just yo' luck the rap game got me, hold up Here we go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper
it And let me holla on this remix for a moment so watch me kick it then im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it
