Lyrics:
a twinkle in her eye
Although she's crazy stepping, I'll try to stop her stride
'Cause I won't have no more of this passing me by
Time for me to voice my
on bollywood
Last year was giving holly wood
I don't fuck with youngsters like in hollywood
I look mad but na I'm probably good
Swing this pole you know I
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
mind
So be quiet…
And don’t ask what I’m rapping for
This shit is personal…
My mama gon’ live in the Hollywood Hills fore she gets to the nursing home….
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
on the stove
That just goes to show every Clyde needs a Bonnie
And every Bonnie needs a Clyde when its time she's down to ride lets go
I hear voices in my head
Ultimate extravaganza, the style and finesse
Now he's the S-e-a-double n-i-e
Father's last name is Bouldin, so he uses the be
Captivator of the cuties,
can't find the words to say it
So I put it in a song
Small-town kid, but a Hollywood boy
Tryna find himself, tryna find his voice
Never 'til now did he
of the Gemini
Voices inside of my head
Tell me that soon I will be dead
I'm not sure if there will be bloodshed
As I lay down on my deathbed
But click clock goes
benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own
love you...
Albert:
Very nice!
Voice:
Say what's the pitch on that Hollywood starlet, Conrad.
Are you two engaged?
Rosie:
Ah Ah...Is he engaged? Is
love you...
Albert:
Very nice!
Voice:
Say what's the pitch on that Hollywood starlet, Conrad.
Are you two engaged?
Rosie:
Ah Ah...Is he engaged? Is
love you...
Albert:
Very nice!
Voice:
Say what's the pitch on that Hollywood starlet, Conrad.
Are you two engaged?
Rosie:
Ah Ah...Is he engaged? Is
a falcon beak atop a mountain peak then chirps how Alvin speaks
My voice projects, in an old school way
Like overheads
And goes over heads
Well of course
like the crowd at my last show
She said to write her somethin' nice on the next track
But she cute, so I wrote her ass a whole rap
Man, I threw that
youre australian
Voice overhead projecting your nightmares
You think your trappin man im the ice bear
I aint really proud but thats the way it goes
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
on your own
On your own
On your own
In a time undone
Through moments past
Look where we've gone
Look how we'll last
This world unsung
Tethered down
By
Underneath the thunder we'd be warm
If I had only known
It was our last walk in the rain
If I had only known
I'd never hear your voice again
I'd
I noticed you were the talk of the town
When the sun went down last night
Oh Evelyn I'd give you everything
If you'd hold me in your arms
'Real tight
by low light
Car crash low light
Can't wear my mask your first my last
Voice goes by
Two birds is what they'll see
Getting lost upon
one escapes the passing of the time.
When my weak voice sounds for the last time
I´ll remember good times by your side
When my breath clears away my
the flame will relight
What goes up must come down
And good things don't last forever
If I knew then what I know now
There's a chance that we might be
Discuss these last voice by frankie goes to hollywood Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In