Somewhere inside there is a place that feels There is a place with no ideals And somewhere inside there is a man that knows That there is hope for a crying
Vertaling: Geen Motiv. Ergens.
Somewhere inside there is a place that feels There is a place with no ideals And somewhere inside there is a man that knows That there is hope for a
way I've tried to be someone Somebody they want me to be I'm back in my own skin now And I wouldn't want it any other way I'm positively somewhere,
buddy Oh buddy, what I do is make more money Dear teacher, you're probably somewhere near a speaker I'm balling outta control, can you hear my sneakers? Fuck y'all Motivation
We took a walk that night but it wasn't the same We had a fight on the promenade out in the rain She said she loved me but she had somewhere to go She
that means? It look like now and laters, gum drops, jelly beans I wouldn't leave it for nothin' only a crazy man would So if you catch me in ya city, somewhere
the blind poet I want to cry but I try and hold it, one of them notice Crack me over the skull with a crime motive They made a toast to my death, I rose
the gini, baby Had to chop the top off that bitch Just so they can see me baby Money I get, know that shit Yeah he paid, notice it Sleepin', who? No can do Motivation
as you say they are And you'd rather be somewhere else in time Anywhere, well you don't mind The legal tender was the motive for your shame You knew
, we must seek the truth And recognize these rites I have my motivation, prejudice and pain I will not live my life, live my life in vain I have my motivation
one thing I can do Lying on your bed Examining my head This is the part of me that hates Paybacks are a bitch I throw the switch Somewhere an electric
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the blue light of a votive Rain obscured the window as the
revealed Connections between the deaths are made Somewhere in the chain from factory to shelf The capsules were tainted We must question the motive of
you You tried to prove, the good times went down the line Didn't believe, now I'm infested with drug crime In these hard times and I'm still out to get mines A motivated
really hard to find, In fact, you could have mine if you knew how to rhyme! This is for everyone around the planet That wishes they were from somewhere
van with musicians and go south Visit Atlanta, Memphis, Tulsa, Texas Plug in the decks, check the mics, fight the wreckage Keep the, keep the motive
