get out of the rain) Just give me one chance (Can?t let it go on this way, gotta get out of the rain) Said that, one more chance, one more chance One more chance
Preklad: Eddie Money. One Chance.
'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park, five thousand mark Y'
And the word's been passed this is our last chance We gotta stay cool tonight, Eddie 'Cause man, we got ourselves out on that line And if we blow this one
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit All of this was around spring eighty one I was in the life and had a good three year run Anyway, one
That mutherfuckin' bullshit don't you Know you dissin' a u. n. l. v. theme bitch Cash money productions comin' at you Comin' later on the eddie bow part
, na, na Na, na, na Well, I'm no angel, now I'll admit I made a few bad moves, I should regret I hurt you once or so you said Just one more chance is
see is cash flow Brains, an occasional ass hole What I need is a whole lotta money involved I might run into Rob an' run in ya job Real cats take chances
'm from thats where I be so I can see my muthafuckin money on the streets we're the baddest bitches in this fucking city (B.G.) One short, one tall, and one
up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark Ya'll steady
on slaughterama, this next geek is guilty of the following A grateful dead life in which he's been wallowing, tried to tell us Give peace a chance, met
Precision like a laser no one playing with this Cause this rap second nature like inhaling a spliff I just throw together words and i rip shit ill No one
like a laser no one playing with this Cause this rap second nature like inhaling a spliff I just throw together words and I rip shit I'll No one ever
know bout being a father, when you ain't seen me Some three months early, lil' one pound premi' Emergency pregnancy, heard my lil' man crying Doctor said it's a chance
I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark Ya'll steady
'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryin to smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark Y'all steady tryin
on Slaughterama! This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life for which he's been allowing. Tried to tell us "Give peace a chance."
