So che non ti piaccio, mi vedi che fisso, che vuoi che faccio, mi chiedi nella vita? Cosa faccio? Facciamo prima se ti dico cosa non faccio Mi vedi che
rosicchiare quello che ci viene messo a disposizione dai media, dalla televisione: comunico l'idea e la rima il ritmo sposa... io sono un home-boy e faccio la mia cosa
So che non ti piaccio, mi vedi che fisso, che vuoi che faccio, mi chiedi nella vita? Cosa faccio? Facciamo prima se ti dico cosa non faccio Mi vedi
in para mi guardo allo specchio.. che schifo! cosa vuoi da me? io mi chiedo perche ti agiti e che cosa vuoi da me? se mi godo ogni momento tu che cosa
Yo,Yo Bleek man, what the fuck, Nigga Fuck them hoes, man Fuck them bitches, what I like? Uh, uh,uh, uh what, what? I bet y'all think this some love song
Tengo estropeado el coco Dejame el tuyo Tengo la chaqueta destrozada Y agujeros en el pantalon Pero salto y me rio juego a todo En mi barrio no
Doo, doo, doo, oh, Lord I'm gonna be So good to you What's good to you is good to me, yeah I, I'm gonna say All of them things That just don't say That
Man, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a
Your friends hate my guts they think that you're nuts for hanging out with me yeah 'cause I don't have a pedigree They think that I'm mean just because
In the shade of every moment I bled Such a sorrow was to be expected I let a good thing go I let a good thing go Now every feeling, it kicks me to the
I've tried to do things my own way And I've tried to do what people say And I'm going nowhere fast And I'm turning to you at last What do you want me
This is the last place I should be We both know where this will lead I made myself a promise I should have thought this through I don't really want this
Nothin' to do in this lonely town Your daddy warned me, "Son, don't come around" Says I ain't good enough for you He don't know what I'm goin' through
Get up, put your clothes on, baby Come on, let's do something crazy Take a midnight drive down An old dirt road I wanna see your bare feet on my dash
Ghost on the highway Bird with metal wings Ghost on the highway Bird with metal wings Crowd all around me I just don't hear a thing Ghost on the highway
[VERSE 1:] This one for the radio [x4] Don't make plans for dinner. I'm a put you up on the stove and take off all of your clothes girl watch me cook.
Here we go, yeah Deep in Denialville Tryin' a' fight the way I feel I go jello when you smile I start blushin'-my head rushin' If you stand too close
Dream about you So lay me down Awake, no sound And I dream about you In worlds far away Can't remember, can't forget Let the street lights guide yo.
