right, they can do it on there own Next time you're gonna miss my love Well, it's to late, I'm already gone Next time, that's right, next time
Prijevod: Soul Odluka. Sljedeći put.
and my absent God And I have no faith but it is all I want To be loved and believe in my soul In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
You're unavoidable, simply irresistible And certainly you're kissable but next to you, I'm way too shy And I lose my backbone, leave my feelings unknown
thrower, take game, it's game over Ayatollah, high roller nine totter Mind controller, 2009 time folder My coalition, bring the demolition Wu-blade decision
yo, this all came about one time , when I was on a plane back, going back to Los Angeles coming from somewhere else and I sat next to this lady, and she
roll We'd like you to enjoy The all time grand champion Danny K Now this is what real music is about Until next time I'm Burt Chipperwolf And this has
could have been stopped, i'm sure. John: well, we know that britain and a few other counties waited quite a long time before they made any decision
he pleases Flashing smiles instead of visas How long will it stay this way? A lot of noise, nothing to say For maximum efficiency Selfish souls drown
, quit while I'm ahead Take some time to lick my wounds and write some music instead Take it out of me and purify what's left here in my soul Funny how
the next of them I am the first of me 'Cause I can't live the lie I am just what you see I'm not the next of them I am the first of me If I can't refuse
to have respect (No gold diggers) Tryna figure how much cash I get (No speed limits) So it won't matter how fast I went (Take the time to think) No decisions
had the cream All you can eat over at Ryan's or some fish at Gaseen's And I had to fix a good bag and make decisions and haste Cause soul food ain't the
souls from the stars Next the harmony seeker Loves my voice out the speaker The nurturing bull timing Makes her so cool Next there are two Winged angels
Doppler effect modules Lock you in a time capsule, smash the console Shit on you in reverse and suck you in a brown hole Suck the power out of your soul
[intro: buddha monk] There are eight million stories In the naked city, choose one... Yo, it's time for a change, yo All our babies is dyin from aids
mean. I've got attention deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone voice I've got to make a decision of whether
