now where you are I guess you?re over it (I M-I-S-S I miss you) But I can?t see (I M-I-S-S) How you without me (I miss you) Could possibly make any sense
Prevod: Pojdi Radio. I Miss You.
where you are I guess you?re over it (I M-I-S-S I miss you) But I can?t see (I M-I-S-S) How you without me (I miss you) Could possibly make any sense
finger on the trigger then I asked him, "What you want nigga?" What you gonna do when it's your turn to go? What you gonna do when you can't take no
's too fast, slow it down or I quit I'm not the kind to give you a call To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 If that ain'
missing you How I wish, I wish that I could hold you now I wish that I could touch you now I wish that I could talk to you Be with you somehow I know
by himself. So I-I say to him, I say, "Hey, you want me to help you with that?" And Marty, he just rolls his eyes And goes, "No, I want you to cut off
rhythm the beat be bumpin' don't it and I love to give it to y'all because I know you want it. And if you feel like I feel you love the rhythm and blues
The Bone And you can put your radio on without you hearin' our flows Ten toasts, to the earth, match for everyhting it's worth 'Til I'm dead and in the dirt, I
bumpin' through your trunks And your radio, radio And if you don't love me now, you will never love me again I can still hear you sayin', you must never
you Method subliminal I'm The Original That bullshit I heard on your disc was pitiful I'm critical-nigga I ride around and housin' My records doin' millions you barely clock a hundred Thousand I
I go I get a group of hugs thats what happens when they need connections and you the plug how many trends you gotta set before you considered great how many missed
I go I get a group of hugs Thats what happens when they need connections and you the plug How many trends you gotta set before you considered great How many missed
impositions But I don't get your new condition But I'll follow along And you can walk me like that dog And I'll take you where you want to go And let you
I try The more I die, die I try, I try, I try To get you out of my mind Oh I miss you, boy, I miss you But the more I try The more I die inside I
I'm the arrow, you're my bow, shoot me forth and I will go And I know and I go, and I go get up and go Make me feel it's for real tell me what you know
