m gonna blow up in your face You know the way You gotta light up and let go (I won't, I won't, I won't) You'd better let go Let go You better let go
Preklad: Faith No More. Rozsvieti a Let Go.
Preklad: Faith No More. Rozsvieti a Let Go (Ashes To Ashes Pravidelné jeden B-strana).
likes to play (I likes to play) Drop the top and feel the summer breeze (let's go) I know you can get with that, flippin through the city Bright lights and
know? So pay up, 'cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit' a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.-- more juice. Grown man; I ain't
life is crazy, I might go crazy, if I'm down Don't let 'em break me, so I stop and I pray to God Oh Lord, forgive me for my worldly lies And help me
[Verse 1 - Big Sean] Sometimes I dream bigger than I live Sometimes I think better when I'm lit So goin and light it Roll it up, ignite it One time for
moon the light - the sun's gone Fly me through this storm and wake up in the calm ... I fly right through this storm and ... I ... Wake ... Up ... In
moon the light, the sun's gone Fly me through this storm And wake up in the calm I fly right through this storm And I wake, up, in, the, calm
master my faith They say I'm deep and too complex for rap But yo, I grew to learn there's more to life then cars and gats So I chose to share the light and
a girl with the chop ball Big Jagga let 'em swear when I stop gore Go get em got work in da black doll And we slipping and make u sing in da club
Dead broke and 'bout to go crazy Half a tank of gas, two cigarettes Scrapping up change in the ashtray And the voices it's was only a test of my faith
hour Let me be the voice, and your strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise Try to amplify it, times it and multiply
and all my life i been gang banged out that project shit runnin deep in my veins now let me take you on a detour, eastside watts, niggas will go in
head up y'all, don't get fed up y'all C'mon let's get up y'all Make that bed up y'all, life is a set-up y'all Sadness comes from a lack of knowin' Not
Get a crew and try to surround me And one by one I'll light y'all up and send ya asses to king's county Solo pro-morgue supplier, ya want a nigga bang
