s like crazy Can't figure you out cause you look like an angel But the devil comes out when you dance with me, baby Chorus: Here I go looking like danger
Fordítás: New Kids On The Block. Néz ki, mint veszély.
like a fun, bust like a gun Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, come and see This is just like childz play to me, ah ha, ah ha Okay, there you have it little kids
done Dress like a bum, bust like a gun Hurry hurry hurry hurry, come and see This is just like child's play to me, ah ha Haha Okay, there you have it little kids
it, you niggaz kill for it The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin' weight Can't get your life straight, music to masturbate Test a, nigga like me boy and you better Have on
think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind New York state of mind Be
we use to chill up on park benches My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassin' Nickel nine shine on
chorus) Who knows why we won't stop It goes on and on and on.... Who knows why we won't stop (nobody move nobody make a sound) It goes on and on and on
, Benny vents his anger on a shop window full of multiple TV images of Margaret Thatcher's mocking condescension. In defiance, he steals a cordless phone. Later that night, Benny cavorts dangerously on
danger, dangerous style Lyrical shots from the glock Bust bullet holes on the chops I want the number one spot With the science, of a giant New York
Get, get, get down Uh uh uh New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys admiration Prince from Queens
use to chill up on park benches My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on
all niggas like sunrays, Gun rays, bustin, make your vision green like concussion Gun spray, wettin' niggas up like a sprinkler Have your heart flashin' on and off like
all we've seen (On my Block) Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still plaaayyy (My Block) (Heh heh heh) But on our block we still plaaayyy
niggaz kill for it The new Juve tape, got you hoes loosin' weight Can't get your life straight, music to masturbate [Juvenile:] Test a, nigga like me boy and you better Have on
. Sandman bring me a good dream) day-da Danger, dangerous... style Verse One: RZA Lyrical shots from the glock bust bullet holes on the chops, I want
Block - Life, what's the matter with your thugs Block - Life, what's the matter with y'all's guns Block - Life, everybody can't be on top The Block -
"Get-get.. get down!" - James Brown [Nas] Uh.. uh.. uh.. New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete <a href="http://www.testimania.com
