vato right behind ya ready to blind ya You can diss me and you can hide but you know I'm gon find ya [Chorus] It's me and my shadow Creeping through
Vertimas: Mr Shadow. Man ir mano šešėlis.
trustin' Ohh my my, ohh hell yeah Baby fuck me down 'till I need a wheel chair Put something in the air Like some ass or some mota Now she wanna tattoo my
me confundas te puede salir caro trusha! no fallo cuando disparo La vida que yo vivo no es igual que la tuya de drogas pistolas dinero patrullas no me
I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, I am branded on my
it in the paint no such thing Blasts of dynamite sing my superfly to the Cleopatra in the casino with gold sugar Dig my harlequinn and drench you with my
love them forever The glazed, dirty steps, repeat my own and reflect my thoughts Cold and uninviting, partially naked, except for toffee wrappers And this morning's papers, Mr
straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle And snap back and battle my own shadow
o'clock shadows Another pencil in the drawer Tripping over echoes in my head Wishing I was someone else instead Makes me wonder if time is my hero And
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me I'm branded on my
say what I'm sex, NOW relax! Let me, now I want to express Strikin', don't want to tarnish my Rolex [girl voice] (I-will-give-me-to-you) (I-will-give-me
yeah [Mr. Shadow] If your ass wants to live another day Get the fuck out of my way when I lyricly slay Bring it on all my foes Mr. Shadow be the one
[Mr. Shadow] Quivole Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob Viscious Man Funk on the boards Coming at you for the 98 And it won't stop Check It [Mr. Shadow] It is I
of them, God must not have loved them 'cause he let me do what I did, close their eye lids [Mr. Shadow] Now who be batty, coming trying to diss my skills
it be? [Mr. Shadow] Man I gotta give it up to those punk who try and diss me Talking mad shit, but they miss me, remenice me Because they used to talk
sound tha shadow in tha street Tha shadow that you see My homie right beside me lil' R-O-B Don't fuck wit me I'll jack you up Your not tha kind of