In the square, she came running I was lucky to be there In her hair, she wore flowers The scent, it filled the air She must leave, not returning I was
The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang-ups He spends his time, Looking through other people's lives, The good Mr. Square, he doesn't have any hang
Tłumaczenie: Pretty Things. Dobry Pan Square.
Tłumaczenie: Pretty Things. W Square.
preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin' You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty
squeeze, plenty for ya 'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the" Hung up the phone, then the phone rang I'm laid in the bed thinkin' 'bout this pretty young thing
times a lady Ms. Haiti say Sade and my Ms.Golper say "Yo whoop there it is" call me E cause I equal MC's squared In the bed marks know I got the key
a clutch with the Ruck Examine my nuts, I don't stop till I get enough Your shit broke down, light your flare Since the dark side tears you into Hollywood squares
her lick these nuts Get a square bitch, you gotta lie to kick it But with a nasty bitch, she'll just lick it and lick it I had a square bitch, man, she
Glory, glory, glory halleluah Jesus Christ is born Glory, glory, glory halleluah Jesus, Jesus Christ is born today) [downtown. dowtown] [ neon signs are pretty
Aiyo aiyo, what up, yo? What up, y'all? This that Pretty Toney shit Aiyo, I know there's a lot of hoods and shit out there A lot of niggas done got bodied
fall From the squares to the players to the pimps and whores To big checks that never would have been endorsed You know, I just sit back and just peep things
a lady Ms. Haiti say Sade and my Ms.Golper say "Yo whoop there it is" call me E cause I equal MC's squared In the bed marks know I got the key to
out You know, I've seen some pretty ugly things Then the fight stopped, the guns dropped at the last shot Till we count down New Years in Times Square
their clothes and marching down the avenue singing "i'm in new york city, don't i look so pretty? hey!" mike bloomberg and jesse jackson sit in tompkins square
all around the world Brownsville girl, you're my honey love You know, it's funny how things never turn out The way you had 'em planned The only thing
white to feel clean inside Ten square miles so synchronized I could have cried And the bodies go by barely half awake Awaiting things to come again, nice things