me daddy, don't stop now Don't stop it, stop it, don't stop it Stop it, don't stop it, stop it, don't stop it Stop it, don't stop it, stop it, don't
Μετάφραση: T-Pain. Παραμορφωμένος.
don't stop it Stop it don't stop it stop it don't stop it Stop it don't stop it stop it don't Don't stop now Girl I don't really know what else I can
t stop it Stop it don't stop it stop it don't stop it Stop it don't stop it stop it don't Don't stop now Girl I don't really know what else I can say
been, because I smelled her heated skin and..." "Don't you see, there is no `she' now? Don't you see, there is no `she' now? Don't you see, there is
falling down the drain Feeling drained from the maimed Mutilated, diseased, disastered, deficient and dead Raging waves with no name Raining pain, distorted
pushin' your face straight through a window pane With twenty bars, I?m Sinister God, administer pain To your paragraph it ain?t hard, see I studied
never [Incomprehensible], that you're leasin', ain't gonna roll forever So think about that, is it worth the pain? When you flirt with pain, bitch you don't
and you swear you're insane Can't nothing help you out of this trap your in? You don't know which way to turn and your head is in pain Can't nothing
from under blunderin' I'm not, lyrically Ya getm, shot, get caught so distort with thought, for real It's the illest out the Phi, short for Philadelphia fly Money makin' move fakin' I isn't
what called losing all My brain distorts the pleasure No facts behind my eyes This pain, I've come to treasure Being down has become my life Don't know
mind you pared to eloquence now rambles And the rain sounds like a freight train Don't it always come the same When your hunger meets the pain of
can't help it if I'm lucky People see me all the time And they just can't remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas Images and distorted
fiend ain't no fun waiting for good times that seem to never come going out, gonna get myself a gun please stop me, don't you know I'm on a run? aren't
Of Your Spine. Your Pain, My Hand, My God, That Would Do Me Just Fine. But Intelligence Tells Me Constrain, Don't Do That. Use Your Wit, Make 'Em Pay
it worth the pain The pain of someone taking your life away? Saying to myself There is a better way It's not worth the pain The pain of someone takin
Distort your mind, corrupt children of all kinds Your intellect, I deform and warp, in my storm is where you're caught Reinstate your faith, your only
