the water clean And I wish the inlands green As I can As I can Oh, As I can As I can As I, As I, As I can As I can
I wish the water clean and I wish the inlands green as I can as I can oh, as I can as I can as I, as I, as I can as I can
Prevod: Mission Innocence. Kot sem lahko.
So innocent, pure and sweet American honey There's a wild, wild whisper Blowing in the wind Calling out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as
in his yard As soon as he pulled up, they jumped out the bushes And let out off they ammunition, but they didn't hit him, they missed him So homie ducked
one thing i miss about it all is nursery when everyday all we did was revise the a-b-c memories like this i know that il miss nothing we can do now but
I'm right back where I belong Help, I think Cupid got me Shock me all over my body I think I'm losin' my cool So I'm doin' things I don't do Yeah, I
of gimmick and gun firin' I'm not aspirin' to be any lower or higher than I get equal as in eye to eye again I'm the truth, I'm complicated, I'm all
his crumbs I can't miss this moment Wait for me, wait for me She's filled with joy and innocence She reminds me of myself 'Cause watching her I see
bed 'Til I feel like I been hit wit the sharp part'a the hammer Mixin' Hennessey and Fanta with Pepto and Mylanta I shoot to kill like I'm hollerin' "Die Santa" Miss
Homicide, it's also know as manslaughter It can be a father, mother, son, or daughter It can happen at anyplace, at anytime It can happen as I'm runnin
be gangstas As a young nigga, I'm almost swellin' in the wind Give anythang to be that innocent again when I was ten I didn't bang but I was hangin'
girl that I once loved And sleeping leads to nightmares 'cause I never can forget So now I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in I said I
die At night time I can hear the earth cry I wonder how many black Gods must die At night time I can hear the earth cry I wonder how many black Gods
we strapped with two protections I put the phone in the hook, then I pause for a minute Cause I forgot where I met the hoe And the feeling I've forgotten
and Blood way I'm on grates when I'm grindin' I'm on steaks when I'm dinnin' And on Sunday's on the wine Is you can't calm the savage beast (Never) And
I let you I could blame it all on you, or make up my mind to stay I wish I knew a way I could forget you I didn't read the fine print, y'gotta be on
