no car and I got no money I asked you to dance at the disco but you said no The whole world was watching and laughing On the day that I crashed and burned
car And I've got no money I asked you to dance at the disco But you said, "No" The whole world was watching and laughing On the day that I crashed and burned
no car and I've got no money... I asked you to dance at the disco But you said No! The whole world was watching and laughing On the day that I crashed and burned
ترجمة: ايمينيم. ضبطت قلت لا (تحطم وحرق).
action Why the sand in the hour glass elapsing Camel-backed apostles get smacked with rusty masks Preaching that God spook, Napolean remains hostile Cast were burning
-Tang Clan I be hectic and comin' for the head piece protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus Bustin' at me brush, now bust it
the mosh pit on some rock shit Bang your head to this, pump your fist if you feelin' it Wild the fuck out, bust a clip for the fuck of it This is as
4 cover Yo, this ain't ya granddaddy music, it's hip-hop Comin' through your woofer like a mute kit Hundred thousand watts on some bullshit I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust
of my own life flash like a fire Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream Fall for cenetries physical and the mental When I crashed through work
Bright light city gonna set my soul Gonna set my soul on fire I gotta whole lotta money That's ready to burn so Get those stakes up higher Well, there
classic joints, and while you at it Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes Then placed
1: U-God) Thanks for the rap action pack satisfaction Snatch over match kiss the grand dragon I'm tramplin the mass riddin head champion Back draft crash
matter how you try, I'm fly as eliquie, The new edition, is this the end of your last night, in the day time you couldn't see me with a flashlight, I crash
your bitch and the click you claim West side when we ride, come equipped with game You claim to be a playa but, I fucked your wife We bust on bad boys
for devastating mic control You can't touch me with a ten foot pole And I even made the devil sell me his soul Now we crash through walls, cut through floors Bust
