know I?m leaving Try to leave a light on when I?m gone Something I rely on to get home One I can feel at night, a naked light A fire to keep me warm
I?m leaving (Chorus) Try to leave a light on when I?m gone Something I rely on to get home One I can feel at night A naked light, a fire to keep me
Käännös: David Cook. Light.
know I?m leaving (Chorus) Try to leave a light on when I?m gone Something I rely on to get home One I can feel at night A naked light, a fire to keep
like children throwin balls on project bricks In other words I be kickin that old off the wall shit I don't rehearse they don't come better than I don't need light
P If they could kill me, believe me, they would That's why I set it off, and I get 'em real good When them street, lights, come on nigga You best, have, your gun on
Strikes the bell for 5 o'clock, uncle arthur closes shop Screws the tops on all the bottles, turns the lights out, locks it up Climbs across his bike
Christmas lights Cousin David knew just what went wrong So we all waited out on our front lawn He threw a breaker and the lights came on And we sang
got nowhere to hide. Say my Goodbye To The Girl. I`m leaning on the edge, jumping off the ledge.. Watching the night do what the light never could.
feel in the evening air all the words I want to say. But I can tell as you turn to leave that they wouldn't make you stay.. Overhead the lights come on
re on fire Thats how ya know you're on a roll Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone elses cold You're on fire Man im so fuckin sick I
*} ... That's right, the welcome mat on the ground ain't the same Damn right ya homey Joe done changed Let's be honest y'all niggaz left me to die on
give him a cookie on the side Get high if you with though Yea My 4's are 54's You can't see me on your tippie toes I'm shinin' dinin' lighter than a hippie
I Done Went With No Lights, And No Water Nigga And I'm Still Hood, That Mean I Still Cook Get On The Block And Go Get Mine, Like You Should How Can I
[Verse 1:] Few bullets hit the floor while flying through the air Billie Jean light up concrete, some die there Military weapons against stones, not
Pete Rock] So? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? So.. what's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu? Hah.. [C.L. Smooth] I'm buckwild
