to me? I'd give you all my wisdom In way of an apology Was it all a lie? Why are you pretending to sacrifice? Why are your pretending to sacrifice Those
to me I'd give you all my wisdom in way of an apology Was it all a lie? Why are you pretending To sacrifice? Why are your pretending To sacrifice those
翻訳: 百の理由. いいえふり.
The rain came pouring down So heavy was the water That the walls came crashing down Now I know a survivor But how the hell you justify Leaving a hundred
of a love letter They gon' play it on the radio a hundred times a day I figure when you hear it you gon' stop and think of me I wanna get to know you and be the reason
MURS] Well what do you want? [Aesop Rock] What's on your mind, Big MURS? [MURS] Shit, the end of the world with a wife at home I pretend is my girl [
still grinning. This ending, verdict still pending, born pretending, Three-hundred billion men, women, and children. Deja vu, could be I'm dreaming, But we all ask for divine reason
I'm the cancer that lingers inside the pasture With green grass up to my neck, and situations that's too fast To think about and most people can't dream about A hundred
sent to the queen. After many moons the troopsreach the temple of their majesty. Her reason to be must be known. Guarded by a hundred faithful knights
the world I don't know the plans you screened The brain will march away Clipping against the wall Lower the tone again Youth was on your side Pretend
t sleep on the average cat he's packing steel <killa sin> Ayo nigga I'm on the cash rules Wasted in my hand, half a hundred grand Injure that pretender
men So withered from the poisons They can't remember when There were once honest reasons It's all the lie It died a hundred thousand miles ago Pretending
, a rise then a fall Pretending the ups and the downs didn't matter at all And we got it almost right Well, there were hundreds and hundreds of mumbling
not you knows the seventy thousand dollar difference Fix ya lens, getcha spend, ya game been up and still pretend that ya spend, dividends, don't pretend
LOVE!) But it's never about (LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!) But baby it's all (LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!) Crazy... Amerie, get em' [Verse 2: Amerie] What's the reason, that
And the fact that I don't bizzalls But I still take shoppin sprees up at the mizzalls, shzzalls Should've known that I was comin back Ridin 'Lac on hundred
a love letter They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me I wanna get to know ya and be the reason
