went on too long All the straws you clutched at Have burst into flames And so you smile that way Tantalizingly lame The smart ones understood+ How your heart bursts
Tulkojums: Žurnāls. Pārsprāgt.
I'm 'bout to break off niggas who play me and dis' me Try to switch from side to side like they whip me The damage is done Source Magazine, you're the
't playin' In your business like EPMD, "So whatcha sayin'?" You co-designin' that bullshit yo man tryin' Chaka chaka cha-ta tatat Slugs flyin' [Incomprehensible] Yo, ya Check, the code echoes from magazines
its Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical Rock, skate, roll, bounce I'm bound to wreck ya body as they turn the party out All magazine's lit, the fly life we
t get it over there She's so attractive And she'll do anything to stay that way Money's no object to make a boy stop and stare (chorus) High fashion model magazines
to meet Like a flower she bursts Through the showers into my heart Can you believe her? She's everything that I need With a face that's stolen from a magazine
was a mistake That mommy tryin' to dish out what she couldn't take Come back at me dancin' wild like this thing is a game One little move on her an' she burst
Chase it off Down to the wire For the love in me Milk of kindness Bread of dreams Belly's bursting at the seams Cigarettes and magazines For the love
easy to live in your imagination You have to make an alteration You just cut and start it again. How I wish I could live on the silver screen Like the stars in the movie magazines
would do Just try some peace of mind But it's so hard to find It's so hard to just sit and wait And wait some more, staring at the door Skim through the magazines
bursting at the seems Absorbing everything The spectrum's a to z This is fact not fiction For the first time in years And all the girls in every girlie magazine
It's 9AM Gotta Catch Another Flight It's Late you Know Yeah it's Time to Go Nah Nah Reading all Our Magazines Nah Nah Take-a-Break, Hello, Jackie Nah Nah Need a Burst
rolled joint I'm Jimmy Pop y'all, I'm Jimmy Pop y'all I'm an Alka Seltzer that's right you're a seagull As I continue to expand your head is gonna burst
berserk... [beretta 9] Aiyyo, we could see thought, express thought Red dot on the plot, marksman operating one shot On some fifteen global thirteen magazine
and play orangutan Find yourself in the river with the rest of them Wake up, wake up, I'm in a nightmare dream Where I found myself loadin' magazines after magazines
the place is lookin' steamy, we on fire Come, come here baby, come, come here baby Now do I look crazy? Deranged, maybe You shot first, your glock burst
bursting at the seams Absorbing everything The spectrum's a to z This is fact not fiction For the first time in years And all the girls in every girlie magazine
