floor again Once I was up and in the air but now I'm down Goodbye to all my friends Forget I ever was, the mole goes underground Under the floor again
翻訳: のろわれた. ここでも床下に.
Under the floor again Once I was up and in the air but now I'm down Goodbye to all my friends Forget I ever was the mole goes underground Under the floor
do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round [2nd verse] She
' tags Leavin' the mall with heavy bags You know the boy got a love for the cash Aw fuck, there he go again Talkin' bout hoes and dough again Yup! Can
Better call the police Bone Thugs~N~Harmony, 2000 muthafuckas (Our Father who Art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name) Will they prostitute me? Will they prosecute me? Stay under
it I smack it a little Stir it up like mother fuckin coffee then back to the middle Lift over some pounds some way my hitters nod away You damn near
! Talk some shit again! Stomp him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!) Dre alright he's dead dog, quit kickin him! I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn
after the sin, already coded They're wounded, they're competition would for sure The killa must be like a fully damn brettin' made company Tough with or with the Baretta tucked right under
damn Cause damn is ya baby gone Do whatcha wanna do But try to do the right thing If its the right thing Then go on Do the damn thing I know you get
to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie Whenever wherever or whatsoever the manner of death he die Whether he die in the light o' day or under the
wall, sharin' your score with no one And U don't dans to Tekno anymore I don't see you under the strobe light on the dance floor It's been awhile since
wall, sharin' your score with no one And u don't dans to Tekno anymore I don't see you under the strobe light on the dance floor It's been awhile since
Hold on, your soul will rise again I know that it will Hold on, your soul will rise again I said that it will Hold on, your soul will rise again I know
just one girl I don't roll twirl like a ballerina I roll through towns and I rock arenas I may seem a little under age But at least I am not under paid
I was born When I was young I knew I'd always be A super live body rockin' emcee I'm tnt I'm dynamite And I'm gonna rock this party all damn night I've
pool. For permanent bliss It seems cool, only if you suffer from eternal ignorance Internal innocence rejects external filth. Hurdle the guilt My ancestors left. Dress with a traditional kilt Curdled milk that's under
spoken, Frail, fifty five-ish, bald, sallow, in a short sleeved pale blue cotton shirt With one biro in the breast pocket A clerk maybe, slightly sunken in the seat "Venez!" He said again
