things we can't have We all live in a cage without space to use our heads I'm more scared of the living than the dead In a hospital counting every
Prevod: No Use For A Name. Night Of The Living Living.
the things we can't have We all live in a cage without space to use our heads I'm more scared of the living than the dead In a hospital counting every
to day we live in a daze We march all around til' the sun goes down night children Broken dreams, no sunshine, endless crimes We long for freedom, for
Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks I think I'll join a gang, sling a little cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name Fresh
feeling I got... Oooo yes I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living like I'm Hugh Heff Every other night I need a blue net for group sex Leaving with a
Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag Some think my adventure's a joy and a thrill But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you kill In cellophane
staring at the finish line, looking for a way to start Ia??ve been called everything, an extremist is that a bad thing or what they really mean is anything a nigga do, a
security and future life the way I have to live it. It's altogether something that you would definitely not understand. Nobody understands this because, take for instance Saturday night, Saturday night is a
Love For better or worse I still will choose you first Many days I've longed for you Wanting you Hoping for the chance to get to know you Longing for your kiss For
but I'm a hip hop baby from the heart and never flip flop baby gimme a drank and a song and I'll be stress free kickin' it all night long. (Second Verse
you live up to your name girl? I see you talk a good game girl! If I was da seven can I get eight? (Can I get eight?) Just buy you for goodness sake I
I hear your heartbeat, but you're never there Like a mirage you haunt me everywhere All day long I burn for you, lonely in the night I tried to live alone
don't live happy lives So all you fake wanna be's I hope you hear Players always can't be players -digital voice- Do you wanna be a player Players Always
he needs her (Speak on it) He can't live without her (Ugh!), dig this Her name was Lady Heroin, I think he met her at a Chevron Late night stressin he
your girl and put use to your money You're out for teen, but what does it mean? You're just a wasted, young brother who lost it all on a dream Chorus
