Wantin' it more It's a fine line buying time Corruption on the borderline Disintegrating, I'm feeling fine I hold your weakness inside mine I see the backyards you walk in I see the graveyards you're stalkin' Selling yourself on the black market Of the crooked earth for what it's worth Solid feet on the ground I see your bones lying around Through the thickest skin you got 'Cause only a hustler knows a hustler And only a hustler knows She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more When you think alone You gotta throw some stones My crow's feet, they told me a poem Unwhole and unholy I won't be a sucker for your broken spines It comes and goes in this stolen home I won't even show you where it goes It roams on roads, way down below Only a roll will save my soul Only a roll will save my soul Only a roll will save my soul Only a roll will save my soul She be wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more, wantin' it more Wantin' it more © GRAND ROYAL MUSIC; EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.; LUSCIOUS JACKSON MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com