Milburn - Tommy

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Tommy boy he got a gun
God knows where he got it from
He got it back in 61
Man that boys in trouble

He’s been left here on his own
Tommy boy he is all alone
He makes him worse, should not been born
And is still awake

He learned to fight not to run
He’s not scared of anyone
It seems so long, so long ago
Where has he to go?

The police are on Tommy’s back
They say he has been doing crack
He says it gets his mind on track
Now his lifes a wreck

Tommy boy is now doing time
He says he didnt commit the crime
Jack says hes no friend of mine
He’s got no real friends

He learned to fight not to run
He’s not scared of anyone
It seems so long, so long ago
Where has he to go?
(x2)

That boys in deep deep trouble
He’s sinking like a stone
Yeah he’s going nowhere
That boys in deep deep trouble
He’s got no place to go
And he’s going nowhere
(x2)

Inne utwory

  • Belle of the ball
  • Rubicon
  • December
  • Count to 10
  • Stockholm syndrome
  • Let me go
  • Lo and behold
  • Last bus
  • Send in the boys
  • Showroom
  • Civic
  • What about next time
  • Storm in a teacup
  • What you could have won

    • Losowe utwory

    To nie jest czas na miłość

    To nie jest czas na miłość
    To nie jest na to czas
    Trochę się zachmurzyło
    I wieje chłodny wiatr
    Wciąż patrzysz w moje oczy
    A wokół gwar i szum
    Jak Ci to wytłumaczyć
    Brakuje mądrych słów

    Są takie chwile na na na
    To każdy zna
    Traci się głowę na na...

    Mag-sex

    Od bardzo dawna śledzę czarownice.
    One mnie nauczyły praw
    maga.
    Byłem jeszcze dzieckiem.
    Kiedy półżywego
    odnalazly nad grobem.
    Grób to strach.
    Wiedźmy czciły diabła.
    W puszczy śluby dały...
    - synem ich będę do śmierci.
    Żyłem jak zwierzęta.
    Szybko poznawałem.
    Czułem, że rośnie we mnie mag
    świata.
    To był znak.
    Przez...

    I feel a heartache

    CHORUS
    I feel a heartach comin on;
    I feel a change in the wind.
    Your restless heart is almost gone,
    And I ll never see the likes of you again.

    God, I hate to think about lonely;
    How can I love someone...

    Where do we draw the line

    On your palm an endless wonder
    Lines that speak the truth without a sound
    In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger
    Already looks for prey to run down

    So why do we keep up this charade
    How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait

    What does tomorrow want with me
    What...

    Real niggas

    Chorus (Mac Dre)
    I d rather die like a man then live my life like a bitch
    I d rather be in the pen then live my life like a snitch
    Playa population is decreasing by millions
    So I dedicate this to all the real ones...