and joy of an unrelenting love Hold us together Only you, you've got control Only you, you've got the key to my heart Only you, you've got control Need
Pain and joy of an unrelenting love Hold us together CHORUS: Only you You've got control Only you You've got the key to my heart Only you You've got control
翻訳: シカゴ. オンリーユー.
shit I need something that works, motherfucker I wonder were you flattered I tried to get you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want
done Source Magazine, you're the first one You try to dis Chuck, Cube and me How the fuck you pick us 3? You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just
O.C, O.G, Bobby Johnson's son Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is that yo' car? I seen MTV I know who you are You did takeover did you got beef with Nas?" I did take
out my IV You gone be in the Emergency Room I'm fightin' with myself I can't hurt you even though you hurt me You gone be in the Emergency Room I'm tryin
Drop palm olive on the vent and make it dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected I got killers off in Chicago
Palmolive in a nigga dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby, I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected, got killers off in Chicago
's been hard for you in this business But you can't give up, you got a lot of people waitin' on you Do your mamma a favor Give them some of that Chicago
you see when you look at me Do I really seem so far away But the song will go on And you will applaud And when you look at me I'll just keep singing Somebody
son, I'm gonna make you a star" Bo Diddley said, "Uh, what's in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son Play the guitar and you just wait and see"
Now let me tell you, namely the undertaker He's getting ready for your body Not only that, the jailer, he's getting ready for you Christmas Day, hmm
if I knew then what I know now I'd fall in love You're on a bus in Chicago Three rows to the left You know my heart is reaching for you But we never
, Milwaukee, Chicago, you know All we do, we do it for you 'Cause you've always been there And we appreciate you Boyz II Men
the nation. Krayzie: Nigga, you ask 'em, they gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish. They love us. You haters, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our
