a frown Sing for, sing for our voices And more, sing for our choices, Just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... Love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
a frown sing for, sing for our voices and more, sing for our choices, just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
翻訳: ライブ. 男を上げる.
without a frown sing for, sing for our voices and more, sing for our choices, just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
She was raised by a man with a sickness that gave him two personalities but he never took no medicines he said God was his remedy one minute he'd say
just wanna have a little fun So I'm begging you Please man, don't call the police, man I didn't mean to cause a scene Make anyone man For goodness sake
I don't mind Just stay close by like all the time 'Cause either I bleed dry or keep this thorn in my side But I don't mind On all fours on a hotel floor
feel powerless. Under crests of stars, water breaks a broken heart. Under crests of stars, water breaks a broken heart. Under crests of stars, water breaks a
I rate to run another day Standing in a rainstorm I believe My God calls to me in the morning dew The power of the universe knows my name Gave me a
talkin', you a dead man walking Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans Got a scope on the barrell that's a hammer with a camera Hollow tips nigga, tip a
your friend We could have a hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi already said it A
And We Can Have One Hell Of A Night Through The Day She Blamed It On The A-A-A-A-A-Alcohol She Had Her Hair Did, It Was Bound To Fall Down Down For A
Friend And We Can Have One Hell Of A Night Through The Day She Blamed It On The Al-A-A-Al-A-Alcohol She Had Her Hair Did, It Was Bound To Fall Down Down For A
road with trucks and four wheels Jump on in and, man, tell your friends We'll raise some hell where the black top ends I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid
beyond The top gets higher the more that I climb The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga But soon for a
you would think I got it made Better look again I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy
drama A sip of Dom Tyler-Perry-on You gon marry my mom look I don't read palms and I don't read psalms And I did take little man to church And took little man