all for nothing Has our love reached the end Tell me have I done all that If it's all for nothing Then why is it true I would do it all once more for
Превод: Ектра Нена. Све за Ништа.
my smile It's all work and no play I?m out here punching that clock It's hustle mania out here grinding on the block I'm tryna ball baby Sippin? tha
block Im in the fast lane and I wont stop You aint nothing but talk You Couldnt hang on the rope by ball This life that I live It aint for the weak Got
there was more But you won't recall Cause Michael Jackson squeezed up On some little kids balls What you consider DRAMA Ain't all that It's just that
, fast that....motherfuckers had to know! OH OH!...I'm about that cornbread, believe me I'm beyond dead I do this for blood sheed, do it for Bloodshed, Derrick Michael
[Chorus:] It's the rise and fall the prize for all that ain't nice at all luck is like a ball you can't recall or care at all so better use your brain
Venice All the way to Fullton to Saint James, L.A. to BK Young Rome and I?m serious Born hustler more clever then my nemesis Pop bottles like I?m Michael
clock Its up to me to make the last shot So I got the ball jumped sky high Released the ball Then closed my eyes Now Im a star and its ok Thank you for
In every little thing you do In all the words that you don't say You've shown me how to give my heart away For wanting nothing in return You're always
I wanna call the stars, down from the sky, I wanna live a day, that never dies, I wanna change the world, only for you, All the impossible, I wanna do
fault It's all my fault Who's fault is it It doesn't matter Can you understand I live the life of a mad man I'm a psycho Suicidal Not Michael
lead-off batter of things Shit for me to feed off I'm see-saw battlin But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake There's too much on my plate
1931 England 5, Germany1 Michael Owen is number 1 Beckenbauer and Voller thought they'd seen it all Steven Michael Emile and golden balls Running rings round you there was nothing
Krizz Kaliko] Cuz I'm a Blackboy... Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all
We banging Screw over here, ain't nothing but love baby We come together to make this paper, gone show you How it's going down for the 9-9 baby like this
