This is mine and I won't slow down. It's mine and I won't slow down. I'll make a way. Make way. Still it seems miles away. I'm crawling the whole way
. This is mine and I won't slow down. It's mine and I won't slow down. I'll make a way. Make way. Still it seems miles away. I'm crawling the whole way
翻訳: 図四. マイルズアウェイ.
, I can show you, oh, I I'm tha magnificent with tha sensational style Far from bein' shallow 'cause she caught me wit a smile Try to figure out my style
me comin' but I made sure you was warned In a blaze I run a gun high, I'm soundin' a horn See my glarin', stunnin' runnin' by negative four When I see
on further down the line Into the sun, too close at Heaven Love is fine but you can't hold it like a Two worlds apart and two together Into that good night kiss away
'm away so much, yeah, yeah All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, feel me Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah (Xzibit) My son was born about four
can tell right away If your love will stand,if your love will fall They will give you odds they will quote you statistics Oh but thinkin' don't figure
massive unemployment Which makes her order to 'support our boys' nothing but a fucking insult. When they were eight thousand miles away dying for her
an' a half The sun had just risen on a dusty path Just then a figure had caught my eye A man with a sombrero who was four feet high I pulled over to
the wood, word from the front never came By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away Through
died and we cried It took eighteen men just to bust that ground Took three or four more just to lower him down Then we covered him up and we figured
schedule You freaky I could probably give your weave it's next pull (woo!) And I got plenty of sky miles (sky miles) The four is goin to come after the
down the road for two-days-and-a-half The sun had just risen on a dusty path Just then a figure had caught my eye A man with a sombrero who was four
in 3...2...1...SPEAK! Robbie Ray: Darling I know your scared, but we have to find out sooner or later. jackson: Dads right, Miles...Miles?.....Oh great
by the king cobras And boa constrictors which convict ya Nothing but hoes in liquor stores Cops who handcuff us in the figure four I try to endure, but
, Mama Zulu, try and pass the Nile Take your breath away it's like you're catchin' asthma now In this verbal marathon, you couldn't last a mile because
was Dennis Rodman Fuck it [x4] It must be the bandana I wear saying black owned Here them whispering everyday but they can yap, yap on Saw it comin' a mile away and it figures
