I found my place in the sun Lied my way there I've looked in your eyes I'm coming clean I've made up my mind I've made up my mind To lie would be to
Prevod: Get Up Kids. Coming Clean.
i found my place in the sun, lied my way there. i've looked in youre eyes, i'm coming clean. i've made up my mind. to lie would be to compromise and
Eh yo what's up playboy? Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest
an ad on T.V. To enrol in the police academy He's very talented, outstanding proof From his clean-cut apperance to the shine on his boots When it comes
get some learning now What do you say? Without an education Might as well be dead Don't be a drop-out, stay in school now listen to me What do you say? Kids, kids
up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give you three lil wishes. she a stone cold freak, she can get a nigga right, she can cook she can clean, know
, Say me say manymanymany How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany I get mad frustrated when I rhyme Thinking of all the kids
't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate So eat it Don't you tell me you're full Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it Get yourself an egg and
' back at the goddamn law? (Bone Thugs) Who was dem niggas that Crept On Ah Come Up and did it Eazy? Who was dem niggas that didn't get of they thang
ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch Runnin' and we thuggin' it up Look at a creepin' on ah come up Ooh,
when death calls it won't leave a voice mail You would be proud, I'm due to be caked up Wanna make your dreams come true? Gotta wake up Groupie niggas
they hate you then they love you again get away from me loniless get away from me misery get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the phoniness get away
never dividing the bread Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don't get the cred (I deserve) Throwin' westside up like Pac, when they pop ya block up, Big
' scrilla Come clean, lookin' mean but you ain't no killa (Ooh, Trick love the kids) Drop the top and let the sunshine in With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get
up the way I did you gots to understand Trick love the kids, Trick love the kids Drop the top and let the sunshine in With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin Get
bitches on my team (yeah) pussy clean (yeah) feet clean (yeah) teeth clean u know wut I mean (haha) got my phoenix extended clip and I ain't talk'n wake up
she been You step in the church Every morning, six am, up from work Daddy always kept it real Taught you how a man supposed to feel Not afraid to cook and clean
