Tekst:
Her Personal Pain One For The Band

but I'm glad that you could come let's give her a hand & one for the band they are ready to give us a song The band is playing a slow, low song safe

find it? It's another white one. But you seea?¦in my purse. Or the, the other bag? Or the green one? Ghetto. You know, it's reality, ok (laughing)? One

This is the introduction before the thr33 ringz Everybody talking bout t-pain For all you karaoke motherfuckers we got something for you T-PIZZLE! (T-Pain

. My failure to attend intensified my parents' resentment for me even more. But from that moment on, nothing seemed to matter, especially that living hell called 'home'. For one

like her. In the pain of youth, the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in many ways; depression - my enemy, fear - my friend, hatred - my lover, and anger - fuel for

beer (We drink in heavy rotation) (Yeah that's what I'm talkin bout!) One-two, one-two (Ahh, ahh) [Ev] Dilated y'all (toast to this) [Ro] Check one -