' a time machine Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back in time I can dream, it's a simple thing, buildin' a time machine Back, back, back, back
Translation: T-PAIN. Time Machine.
back in time I can dream, it's a simple thing I'm building a time machine [Verse 2:] Goin back to a time when this music shit was more than business
in time I can dream, it's a simple thing I'm building a time machine [Verse 2:] Goin back to a time when this music shit was more than business Back
quedo y disparo a lo callejero so siguelo mami llego el machetero cargando el macho de acero pa dar piquete a ese cuero so dimelo [Verse 1 Translation:] I don't
this one horse town, had to stall till the fall Now I'm gonna crawl, across The Great Divide Now Molly dear, don't you shed a tear Your time will surely
a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine With a fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene I get lost in the night so high I don't want
that's it for the introductions. And now, the story. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me... Once upon a time --- I think
What the fuck? Nigga you worse than me" Nigga, don't listen to the message Listen to the message A message to my son, it's times in my life where I stood
you You don't know me, no record can't tell ya Oh oh, I'm the great pretender I said you don't know me, no record can't tell ya Oh oh, I'm the great
finga all y'all niggaz hit the decks 'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcores Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs The green-eyed bandit can't
Klumps To carry it I take the spare out the trunk I stay hungry, I ain't worked for days That's why you see the pump when the curtains raise Blast, don't
the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane Throw me out with the bath water Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me Billy Cobin had a time
, yeah It doesn't make you care (make you care) Not designed to make you care (make you care) They're betting you won't care (you won't...) Place a wager
don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga '94 still in the door and we conquered many tours With Rage Against Tthe Machine, House Of Pain
throw away the key Spend my time chugging tea But I can't, I can't It's not fair, it's not fair Think about it While gettin' gray hair Throw my change at a machine
other thangs She know my stroke is deadly so she gave me bloody brain Don't try to get familiar, if I don't feel you in person I'll flip the script and
