[Intro/Chorus 2X: Tony Yayo] I ain't your friend, you a tattle teller You rat, you snitch, you jealous nigga You coward nigga, you teller nigga Tuck your tail, pluck your whiskers you tattle teller [
Écoutez, bonnes gens, la cruelle Et douloureuse histoire des frères Dalton Qui furent l'incarnation du mal Et que ceci serve d'exemple À tous ceux que le diable é
Hello Joe, whatta you know? (We need a hit, so here I go) (Ball one, Yea!) (Ball two, Yea!) (Strike one, Booo!) (Strike two, Kill that umpire!) (Yea! A case of Wheaties) He started baseball's famous
The emptiness that we confess In the dimmest hour of day In Automatown they make a sound Like the low sad moan of prey The bitter taste the hidden face Of the lost forgotten child The darkest need the
When I went down to Old Joe's barroom On the corner by the Square The drinks we all served as usual And the usual crowd was there Upto the bar I saw Big Joe beginning With these eyes bloodshoting red
When first I came to town They called me the roving jewel Now they've changed their tune, They call me Katy Cruel, Come diddle 'm day Oh, little lioday. Oh that I was where I would be, There to
It's a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand, dear, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, dear, in your hand Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will th
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