Sorry, I had to go away Tomorrow's just another day Without you here, I'll have to say How's your head? I'm so sorry That I can't do anything about it
be praying Here without you I feel helpless Sorry I had to go away Tomorrow's just another day without you here, I'll have to say Hold on to love How's your day
Vertimas: Trečioji diena. Kaip tavo viršininkas?.
Vertimas: Trečioji diena. Kaip tavo viršininkas (Dėl Aimee).
up your hands Everybody lift your hands if you know that Jesus is worthy Open up and give Him praise let's do it in a hurry If you love Him let's glorify
comin Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's
's eat" I said, "That's what we're gonna do!" "But first you gotta tell me What it is you're hungry for!" And she says, "Let me think What's left in
to get on your nerves Your rent due on the first but right now it's the third Telling yourself it's gon' get better but ain't believing a word Feel like it's
hard-headed, infamous song torture Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's
climbin' through your window Like I'm fuckin' Broadman Look I'm Shady Aftermath Put your head in a scope A bank roll with the bucks It's what these young
yo' kind Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme Hittin strong, skipped third base and headed home Third
yo' people and yo' kind Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme Hittin' strong, skipped third base and headed home Third
wall you can't see the paint But it's loud, you know how wild your friends get Ballin' so long been through three body styles and big Benz's If I cut
the executives Who talkin' money? Let's do it, baby Me and Short dog on the mic, baby It's going down all night, baby Shootin' all haters on sight, baby That's
Della's I said it sure sounds good to me I can't go tho, gotta hit Myrtle Street Passed the acorns on my way, bitch. it's just anotha day Big Banks