demands love is a battlefield Woah, we are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong Searching our hearts for so long, both of us knowing Love is a battlefield
.O." (Okay) And I'll prove it when I red line a buck three, oh Hoes wit' it but never gave a fuck before I'm frontin' a hundred on top, and ones below
wonder If a nigga like me's goin' under Take a number Let the gatt hum (Lick a shot) So I let the gatt hum Let the gatt hum (Hum) (Lick a shot) So
She shot a hole in my soul I'm walking all over town, calling her name and trying to find her She shot a hole in my soul, yeah I'm walking all over town
anwser for everybody gets a shot it'll cost everything you've got if the truth be know do you really wanna know? she tries a little denial rolls here eyes like a
"Wenn die Wahrheit offenbar wird, werden alle aufgeruttelt" Er nickt etwas zu schnell. Er redet unlogisch mit einem gro?en, leeren Wortschwall. Er
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up behind I shot a dog that didn't need I shot a dog that didn't need I shot a dog that didn't need shooting I tried to be kind I saved a bird one
but surely we disappear without a trace We point our fingers at each other say what the hell happened to this place Without a shot, without a shot, without a shot
A life shot in black and white, Lays me down, Takes to me where, Words still fail me, yes! A life shot in black and white, Shames me now, as it takes
a bullet with your face on it --- I shot a Warhol Dead with my pistol When the wind hit the hole In the canvas it whistled Beautiful with no frame A
And the beat gets you too Well, here's something for you to do Get a shot of rhythm and blues Get a pair of dancin' shoes Get a shot of rhythm and blues
day-dog got strapped but thats okay 'cause I'm gonna work for life so he can see another day a hommies a hommie a fake is a snake straight game
chains Take a shot Of my poisonous blood I've got a fever and it won't drop As long as you're in my life Take a shot Of my poisonous blood I'm a fever
, I do a little somethin' (Yo uncle) Whassup? Whassup? (Yo uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin' (Yo uncle) Whassup? Whassup? (Yo uncle) Yeah, hah, I do a
I'm a gentleman and you're a liar I expect the best of you but it's so hard, but it's so hard I'm a gentleman and you're a liar I expect the best of you
Biting my tongue just to get me by Sick of going back and forth with the cheap shots all night I sink my teeth in a little bit deeper The red on my teeth
Young thugs, from Y.A., we make it happen Swearin y'all can see me but that's just like seein Elvis I grab to crick a back and crack a nigga 'cross the
