don't know Who are you? Dream a little while! Who are you? Well I guess it's the rain today Who are you? Change a little while Who are you? Make your
Tulkojums: Fool's Garden. Kas jūs esat.
they don't know Who are you? Dream a little while! Who are you? Well I guess it's the rain today Who are you? Change a little while Who are you? Make
Rouge So who guardin' who, you know who to you know what To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair 'Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk
62 Impala And if you shoot you better kill 'Cause if you don't and you won't But then I will, you won't rest in peace you'll rest in pain Why, because
fucken rack chitty chat Stop talkin' like you black, fact if you fuck wit me personally Get yo dome split my name is set and I personally don't like you
know you must be givin' up the whole piece he's just payin' for the sex and I know you prostitutes is playin' with the sex so who's next? Don't think
heads!", I'm the clown prince of fools "if you don't get the joke it's your loss" Love and laughter you see are the new currency 'cause greed's coinage
T.V.s. Tell me just what kind of fools would laugh and stare death in the face? Only to worst kind of fools (like you and I--the human race). If we laugh
Yeah, it's how we do This a little story about uh A nigga you know well, Knoc-Turn'al I can see you watching waitin' in my garden In my bushes plottin
's what makes you thirsty Hey kid, you know you can hear your footsteps As you're kicking up the dust And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you
Life is like a shooting star it don't matter who you are If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time We are lost 'til we are found This phoenix
or say it's unreal. So many lies turn to songs, like roses who hide in their thorns. It's the end of the world, the end of the world. It's a prison
you to a backboard, never to a hearse Because DOA victims are for amateurs I do it my safe way, you do it yours Like Raley?s or Lucky?s or Albertsons
crack, The mice are getting bolder, The floor's gone slack, Your mother's getting older, Your father's not back, And you can't just sit here dreaming
to give up quick Now there's 10 million motherfuckers on my dick So what, say how, say who Fuck what, fuck me, fuck you Come clean, you know I will
