LYONS BUT... BUT I'M YOUR MOTHER. EDWARD I KNOW BUT I STILL CAN'T TELL YOU. IT'S JUST, JUST A SECRET, EVERYBODY HAS SECRETS, DON'T YOU HAVE SECRETS
Tulkojums: Blood Brothers soundtrack. Secrets.
than friends? Let's be more than friends I think you see me as your plaything Your Friday to Sunday thing I'm not your weekend love, your secret fuck Brother
you'll be walking for a long, long time Cause you're going back to Memphis - heading South. ?Brothers till the night came And whispered in the pines Tempting me with secrets
the front page Only if I had one ***, one girl and one crib One God to show me how to do things his son did Pure, like a cup of virgin blood, mixed with
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone] Got no love for the law, but I shed blood for my dawgs. Got no love for the law, but I shed blood for my dawgs. [Verse 1: Krayzie
favor for a favor) You say you got a problem? Then tell a nigga where he at So I can study his motions and peel his motherfuckin' cap Where his brother
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces I been on more red carpets than Ryan Seacrest Don't cross me cause my friend I'm no Jesus I don't turn cheecks or draw blood
that rock but it still got ugly Prevail: Dusty the country roads take me home to the place that I belong Lost skeleton bones, locked in the closet deep family secrets Discover this recovery my brothers
' you don't close ya mind - so they shape ya Don't forget they made us slaves, gave us AIDS and raped us Another Bush season mean another war for profit All in secret
before I met her Yo, check this out, this is me M A dollar sign E Cluemanati, Harlem World, Devo Too thorough, Harlem World be the borough Cool to Blood
We killin' all gorillin' with all that screwfacin' Pacin' back and forth looking savage, stop it Whether plugged in or plugged out Iron drill mugged or thugged out Blood in or blood
get out [ENGINEER] Right! I won't make a sound (grabs his sack and leaves) [THUY] And as for you Come with me [KIM] NO There is a secret That you
child was born Man your own jackhammer, man your battle stations We'll have you dead pretty soon, and now Sincerely written from my brother's blood
that quick this pitiful vic never knew what hittem glock on the temple make the dome just drip some blood sure he was a young blood, physical prime and
field he also won renown as the inventor of gargling. which prior to that time had been practiced only furtively by a remote tribe in the Who passed the secret
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends Not respectin' each other, denyin' thy brother A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover The truth is kept secret
have the same background back in the old days You were like a brother to me now you're on this wild chase One of a kind, a left genuis behind The blood
