for fun I can feel you When you're 500 miles away Or if you're in the next room I can feel you yeah, yeah I can feel you When you're 500 miles away
Preklad: Jump, Little Children. I Can Feel You.
get it from, i'm the unbelievable unstoppable as logical, i'm setting it of, now take your draws of (ho) now, go'head and do ya little thang, i love when you
as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause I know you wanna be Z'Rollin over chrome spokes bitch
What You Did Last Summer', so I started hookin' You past shooken off an open can of ass-whoopin' Ain't no tomorrow's in the Method's 'Little Shop of
that crapper and I Said fuck you, with a capital "I", look who's back to antag-gonize You don't like it, you can eat shit, fuck off little faggot and
life See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know And
of rap You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me Slicin' your life away, just like I might today I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin'
loo-king at me, so I ask [Chorus:] Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yeah I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho [Tech N9NE:] You're crazy, I like you, but you
all talking loud Feelin' proud cause no one is gunnin' Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin' Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin' Yo, I can feel it comin
i don't want to be involved in their violence. I prefer to live in peace, you know. Yoko: all you need is courage, you know. You can just go out in
fog Can't wait to ball, with my niggas God Dry off splash on the Izzi Miak Cut up the rock, head for the door oops forgot You know I can't leave my
Can't wait to ball, with my niggas god Dry off splash on the Izzi Miak Cut up the rock, head for the door oops forgot You know I can't leave my chrome
bed can take a pounce When you give it more bounce to the ounce And I'm feeling it from the way I'm hung And I'm killing it, I might puncture a lung
cooool man!" [intro] you try so hard, you jump so high, then you run so fast and you dont know why...you gotta try so hard, jump so high, and you run
in the air I see you trippin' off that water, and you feel like you bad 'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad I see you hurt 'cause I
appeared to them, just a feeling. and he whispered to her, Ive seen your efforts, and i can feel your love for me, and i am whole. i still have places
I know that you scared me But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me sorley I know you're a victim just just like me You can feel the pressure
