sucker for a brown-eyed punk rock girl And for her I'd shoot the world (Shoot him down) Shoot him down for all the nightmares (Shoot him down) What goes around comes around
brown eyed, punk rock girl, and for her I'd shoot the world. (CHORUS) Shoot him down. Shoot him down for all the nightmares. Shoot him down. What goes around will come around
Prijevod: Catch 22. What Goes Around Comes Around.
who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky It's true what goes around, comes back you know So when
They keep spinnin' Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims An' what them thangs
Mannie: Girl there he go again and when he stop they spin Jazze: Ain't that them stop and goes? Mannie: Yeah that's them spinnin' rims Jazze: And what
could see life in my eyes And I wonder why - when I decide the time'll find Turnin earth into meantime, then catch me on the grind What's mine, is bout
back like a rat when he cornered Catch me at the light, windows tinted, 35 percent Breakin ya neck, to see who's in it What is my intent? trying to live
from the South Texas roll real, swing wide knock 'em out Double O and Yuk worldwide what you talkin' about See the .45's, see the big faces Catchin'
who aint alive I hope they live in the sky..pray to God when I die that I live in the sky ..It's true what goes around comes back you kno..So when I
can't get more. Worthless nations are what I can't stand for. Really doesn't matter motherfucker what'cha do. They'll put you in a situation Catch 22
it From the South Texas roll real, swing wide knock 'em out Double "0" and Yuk worldwide what you talkin' about See the .45's, see the big faces Catchin
's the way it goes when you choose your path and you might just, feel the pain of a tec 22 blast All out war, with niggaz from the next block You're pullin
the South Texas roll real, swing wide knock 'em out Double "0" and Yuk worldwide what you talkin' about See the .45's, see the big faces Catchin' murder
back like a rat when he cornered Catch me at the light, windows tinted, 35 percent Breakin ya neck, to see who's in it What is my intent? Trying to live
