Lyrics:
Burn with me
Let the anger fuel the flame
Flesh to ash
Let the hammer fall how it may
A ticking timebomb lit by a fuse
An endless countdown only
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Tick tock hear the clock countdown
Wish the minute hand could be rewound
So much to do and so much I need to say
Will tomorrow be too late
Feel
(Coming on forty-five minute point in our countdown
Everything going smoothly
T-minus 45 minutes and counting
Coming up on t-minus 40 minutes
of all the yapping, little nigga I'm your OG (woo)
My diamonds shining like the ball that drop on New Year's Eve (come on)
And she countdown to the D,
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another posthumous release by Tupac
Which raises the question
Where are these songs coming from?
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another post-humorous release by Tupac
Which, raises the question
Where are these songs coming
(Coming on forty-five minute point in our countdown
Everything going smoothly
T-minus 45 minutes and counting
Coming up on t-minus 40 minutes
On a world of make-believe
And the ending that I still don't understand
[Chorus:]
It's a bad love story
That I've had to learn by heart
'Cause I've
Arriviamo al club in un mezzo nero
Non mi sposto di un metro
Nel locale non ti vedo nemmeno
Nella testa solo gli euro
Questi pesos non li peso
Sarò conciso e sarò celere
Messo in questo tempo
Spero in Dio, senza credere
Andiamo ce la posso fare, ti vedo Cosmo
Sebbene sfidare mio padre,
gang non farlo
Brilliamo nel cielo cintura di Orione
Sai che è passato solo un anno
E voglio ancora sapere ma tu scemo che cazzo ti flexi
Qui la tua tipa
person, had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickels and dimes staking rhymes by the eons
Situation around the way with my women
Countdown is commencing
Pretty soon I'll be saying "Goodbye earth"
A rocket ride on a bucking bronc
At seventeen-thousand miles an hour
It's only
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Oh, he listens to the countdown, every Sunday morning
From a cold solitary prison cell
And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad
a galla il superficiale, chi non è vuoto va a fondo
Ti sei invecchiata ma in fondo sei bella
Siamo marito e moglie a farci le corna a vicenda
Siamo una
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
This is the final countdown.
The hands on the clock.
Become the hands upon your throat.
Take a hard look at your time card.
Add up all the hours.
the flames with fire
On the edge of fury
All the time
Running in and out of time
Hear the ticking on the countdown clocks tonight
Girl we need some, girl we
you not
For the last countdown
I hope im the one
Man Its got to the point
That I cant even try to hear or picture your voice
All of the meanings I had
know you know this isn't what you signed up for
I'll never let this go
I'm in a different state every night
We're kept together
By highways
time)
throwing handfuls of confetti in the air
A minute past midnight
A minute past midnight
The countdown is over now
Another year has passed us by
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