there with a bowed down head The innocent one Began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said "Make that child stop its noise For it's
with a bowed-down head The innocent one began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise For it's
began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise For it's keeping all of us awake." [Grandma's Theme
번역: 존 쿠거의 Mellencamp. 할머니 테마.
번역: Mellencamp, 존. 할머니 테마.
one began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise For it's keeping all of us awake." [Grandma's Theme
it) (I won?t deny it I?m a straight hustla, I won?t deny it) It?s Mr. Trap or die yeah y?all remember me First album was a classic them critics weren
noise, where the lions sleep, Yo flow never wet, like grandma pussy, I'm always good, like grandma cookies, Yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer, It's
it's like why do I try when I feel I'm gonna die without a tear left in my eye? I work the hardest see the least it's like cultivating the harvest not
Grandma, listen to grandma" "Grandma want some babies around here" "We want you to be out and see everybody pick them little" "Ahh, oh no" "Babies up and hug them
niggaz, whinin' over puss That don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them? They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them Who get it on on the strength of the hands with them
a couple more I take them home like I do my ho's I dress 'em up, I buy 'em clothes Glass slippers, I gas ho's Now she's acting brand new on you assholes
up for me wasn't joy? It's gonna be a why christmas It's gonna be, it's gonna be a A why christmas No one was there but grandma and her friends A time
s leavin' And ended up in a big fight And told me not to come home until I got my shit right So now I'm livin' in my grandma's home My grandma's strong
" fuck what another motherfucker told y'all that's tipical talk when they dick hard they just wanna little pussy mama that's all it's like fourth down
it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to wash away the strain What's a poor man's pickle?
my skate team and spit these acid raps So many niggas will rise, so many them niggas try So many them niggas ended up duck-taped and tied So many them