the lonely streets at night A broken heart, a broken dream I'm a fool but I'm still loving you Knife in my heart It hurts so bad Knife in my heart
the lonely streets at night A broken heart, a broken dream I'm a fool but I'm still loving you Knife in my heart It hurts so bad Knife in my heart Leaving
ترجمة: آثم. سكين في قلبي.
lips, I can take you someplace nice... I can take you...someplace NICE! Breed my disease, be my disease... Breed my disease, be my disease... and vengeance
give a fuck ridin' as my souljaz I just release 'em on a war path, not your average killer Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy Killa Complete my mission my competition
seein my reflection Bringin out the best of me always sittin next to me Just thinkin about her in my hands its almost as close as sex to me She keeps my heart
whore last night I'm goin' after that Spanish gallion Skull, bones and dangerous I got a tattoo big, always saved my life A burnin' heart with a stabbin' knife
times I hear what you're saying inside of me But I don't understand the mystery of Seventy times seven How many times Have You wept from the anguish of all my
gonna be Roxie I'm gonna be a celebrity That means somebody everyone knows They're gonna recognize my eyes My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose From just
stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife, oh God, how easy now to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My
Last night, I went out, walkin'. I could not believe my eyes I could tell that she wasn't some stranger; You held her a little too tight. My heart stopped
" My knees were bucklin' My brow was sweatin' I stared straight ahead at his knee cap I had to strike soon The leader of the shining sinners Sweet '
stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My
niggaz Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin! [Chorus] [Kastro] Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin bout a bad
Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin! [Chorus] [Kastro] Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin bout a bad day,
