Just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah baby, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah honey, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin
Just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah baby, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah honey, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on
ترجمة: شير. (ما يكفي لإبقائي) Hangin 'وفي.
along Just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah baby, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on Ah honey, just enough, just enough to keep me hangin' on
much too big to ignore And I know to much to go back everyday 'Cause I heard it all before and I've been down there on the floor No one's ever gonna keep me
keep on coming back full circle And I can't jump the track Can't let you go-o-o-o Tied to one So I keep on coming back full circle 'Cause I know you
me To fulfill our fantasies? Take me by my hand, my dear Promise me you won't have no fear She told me, she showed me But she hurt me and she loved me
me I'm losing myself I'm just losing myself Can anybody save us now 'Cause I don't know how, how, how I see the sun in a distance Just keep on moving
of day and night all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground And use my wings when storms come around I keep my feet on solid ground for freedom
not The world, world is my punchin' bag and If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me Show me the target
Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_ St. Valentine's Day Massacre on a jury Wanna convict me for kickin black on
's just for fun I had five cars, but now I got one Hard to keep up ballin' when you're on the run I got two kis in my trunk and a shovel Stepped on the
give me mine, give me mine, give me mine Give me that, give me that good love So give me mine, give me mine, give me mine Give me that, give me that good
whippin' What you looking at? Bro, you better cut the television on Don't want us on yo' ass, best to get the gettin' on Home, I'm waitin' on ya if
me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic Cause I'm tellin you
You tried to play me but baby I had enough So I'll be, movin' up [noreaga] You are leaving, on the next plain And movin' on cause things ain't just
sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me Y'all are gonna keep fuckin' around wit me And turn me back to the old me Nowadays