Oh, lord I'm blue I'm crying over you Oh, lord I'm blue I'm crying over you Oh, lord I'm blue I'm crying over you Härligt! 1-2 1-2-1-2-3 Just
quite good enough for you It's not as if you can say I haven't tried But you want something that I just can't provide I'm not a super hero; I just can
to birth it's looking bleak Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald eyes glow I'm shook in a freak side show OK I strobe effects projective when I
motherfuckers think i'm supposed to live up to something? shit i'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless and getting more pussy cuz i tell bitches i'm
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover I'm a child, I'm a mother I'm a sinner, I'm a saint I do not feel ashamed I'm your hell, I'm your dream I'm nothing in between
something I don't know I don't know why I've been made some kind of hero When I've done all I can do to prove I'm not It's amazing to think someone
way, I think I?ll say your name, I think I?ll come over to your house.. Eeeeeeeeuuuuuuuwwwww you got something for me! you got something for me! I?m
acts a fool I've got the energy to put the girlz in a frenzy Put a shock when I rock even though I'm not stingy Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the
know what I'm sayin'? The Compton maniac, here to break your ass Something off real proper, you know what I'm sayin', damn Suckers, I go for broke so
They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming all along. I didn't do it/ She does not do it But if I'd done it (she'd done it) How could you
I'm not your fallen hero Someone who came to your defense And when it's all done and over I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it make
, styles I predict I'm the C to the O, double M O N I sit and think with a drink about how I'm gonna win And I'm the D to the O, the V to the E And can
, and stop crying Well it's not any fun And I look at myself being busy And I know I'm putting something off What is it? I remember being alive
against the next coming For now I focus on nature, bet I win something Verse three: nas escobar I die for my niggaz, stick you for pies and lie for
thirds of it ( suck, suc Ck) for an ultimetly dispersal over vast stretches of ... watts!!! Now, unless I misunderstood, it was right outside of columbus
ass feet Skin crawlin' cause I ain't took baths in weeks Not knowin' if I'm comin' home or not And if I do, I'll probably be shell shocked I couldn't
ass Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it Get over it Get over it It's gotta
this clover For over a week, Getting laughed at For thinking a dust speck can speak. Well, let them all laugh I'll try not to mind, For I have found