love You're the victim Victim of love Love, she can take you (Victim of love) She can show you things (Victim of love) She can freeze you (Victim of love
Translation: The Cars. Victim Of Love.
tell you things that you should not know 'cause you're the victim the victim of love framed by the night touched by the glove you're the victim the victim of love
And I'm ready to go Lead me into the light Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me Infect me with your love and Fill me with your poison Take me, ta-ta-take me Wanna be a victim
[singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
headin' downtown 'Cause tonight's the night Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face So a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight Stole two cars,
the day you gave me your chain At my show at The Maker Get your shine on youngster, we love to see that When I put candy on the Excursion, he loved
m ready to go Lead me into the light Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me Infect me with your love and Fill me with your poison Take me, ta-ta-take me Wanna be a victim
glocks spittin' They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns blowin' Somebody's gonna die tonight Still no one's knowin', so they kept goin' Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars
Well, I'm here to represent for all the gangstas and the thugs And the underdog niggaz that ain't getting no love For a nigga trying' to make a weight
a victim of the times I wear the black for those who've never read Or listened to the words that Jesus said About the road to happiness through love
on TNT Next week, back pump TNT All my niggaz got M-16's kid And all we do is watch MTV Cribs Learn not to in fury the victim Purially stick 'em, break
all the killas and the hustlas, some seem, some low What the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough 'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars
We got tha perfect combination (Mo Thug, Mo Thug) So you betta change yo location (move out, move out) Tombstone Mo Thugs, be tha love, slug foe tha
hit home and at the end of the joke did you notice that no-one was laughing with you. You were out on your own, Waving at trains, waving at cars, waving
Yeah, why are they refusing to listen why are these troops on a mission and why are they shooting these victims over their view on religion yeah why do we all search for love
sex with him But instead you better call your next of kin And complain these ballers won't let you in She don't love you she loves money and sex Bitches
