In the mirror he finds himself for real And the world keeps on return In the cradle where it lies Ten years of fire burns Into the eye A hand around
Vertaling: Honden Eye View. Trouble With Love.
Vertaling: Problemen. The Eye.
fear In the mirror he finds himself for real And the world keeps on return In the cradle where it lies Ten years of fire burns Into the eye A hand around
time (girl I love, girl I love you) You look so deep You know that it humbles me, Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me Many have called
on your face Night's over, goodbye ho, I thought that I told you That spilled nut ain't nothin' to cry over Never shoulda came within range of my Rover shoulda known I was trouble
my word wasn't shit, like I wasn't legit' What occurs is gonna be hard to forget That's something I'll never permit When I feel my eye twitch things
On a bridge across the Severn on a Saturday night Susie meets the man of her dreams He says that he got in trouble and if she doesn't mind He doesn't
in the county high power block No freaks to see no beats to rock Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly Squabbled this sucker shanked' em in the eye
, "Tell the little homies the deal Don't let 'em come up in this hellish habitat of shanks and steel? I marched two million strong in D.C. Lookin' eye to eye
Set your goals, bless our souls I'm in trouble but it feels like heaven, hey You were like one of those guys The kind with a wandering eye But I said
your droppin' hints on me Pumpin' off the body heat Baby you make me unravel Ooo you got me weak When you pass me by When we're eye to eye When I sleep
Nappy boy, Hey!, Pretty boy Nappy boy, Hey!, Pretty boy Turn off the past, turn off the trouble, I'm about to take it to a whole other level! Dj turn
soul that sings. Tell me baby baby, where you've been so long, seen nothin' but trouble since you been gone. Alvina with your master's eye around
accolades, just the dough My game is wide, all lames aside Tryin' to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips Just a buncha gibberish And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre So what do you say to somebody you hate Or anybody tryna bring trouble
a duck! Stupid!'' They argued and argued. The Duck swimming in the pond. The little bird skipping along the shore. (Scratch) Sorry. Suddenly, something caught Peter's eye
