see that we're going to hell Couldn't park that fucking car Couldn't part from you Saw the back of your sweet mother's head Now I know that she thinks
see that we're going to hell? Couldn't park that fucking car Couldn't part from you Saw the back of your sweet mother's head Now I know that she
Vertaling: Cat Power. Achterkant van je hoofd.
Vertaling: Toewijding Soundtrack. Cat Power - Back Of Your Head.
huh yeah), let's work Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul! c'mon now! Show me your soul! c'mon now! Lenny Kravitz, Pharrell, they call me
is stolen The pimp, the player, hustler ( ? ) kicker Watch your girl, cause I stick her [ ROUND 2: Nat The Cat ] Nat The Cat, my man will rap when I'm playin the back
it how I see it, don't forget that impossible is nothin' Your environment is irrelevant Just don't let your emotions over power your intelligence Refuse to give up, your
Sometimes walls come caving in Sometimes the world just hits your chin And sometimes shadows haunt your back And sometimes
nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga Niggas get your checks from your broads get high Then your broads sneak your keys from your
knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and listen, I brought to your mind what's
rap And even more on the wax so sat Jeff is phat I attest to that Still walk with dress room back Same ghetto Same whip Still stressed on whack Just wanna back
And even more on the wax so sat jeff is phat I attest to that Still walk with dressroom back Same ghetto Same whip Still stressed on wack Just wanna back
doing the electric boogaloo with my stun gun Then you go to solitary lonely and tied up And plus from the stun gun your arm all fried up Somebody said my power went to my head
Verse One: Sheek Luchion You on the circle line, what's wrong? Ain't your yacht out yet ain't you that Willie, Benz pushing, slash Melrose cat Nigga
shittin' on your weak Datsun Graffiti written on the Bible, my life is wicked I see dead corpses and Rolls Royces Put your heart on your lap, listen
