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| Song Title: | Ill Kebab |
| Artist: | Outlandish Find Outlandish on Ebay Records and Ebay CD's |
| Hits (Month): | 35 |
| Hits (Total): | 261 |
| Lyrics: |
Why u treating me so wrong
when all I try to be is so strong don't want me to maintain please stop messing with my brain my baby Bridge: ohohoh yeahyeahyeah let's get it on – to the early morn´ ohohoh yeahyeahyeah let's break it down – baby break it down Chorus: I gotta bad name being the bad man I am doing bad thangs hang around with my bad friends bad clan doing bad stuff me and u all the same time to get rough Quien lo hizo no lo se No fui yo, pero al final La historia me absolverá Porque no estuve yo en el lugar De todos lados me disparan Los malos hábitos se acaparan A mis errores ellos me amarran No solo tengo cosas malas Soy humano igual que todos No soy perfecto igual que todos Vulnerable como todos Quiero que me traten como a todos Quien tiene la respuesta Por que no comprendo lo que hacemos En el fondo yo soy bueno Quien lo hizo nunca sabremos (Translated) Who did it? I don't know It wasn’t me, but at the end The history will absolve me Cuz I wasn't at the current place From all sides I get blamed And the bad habits can be monopolized To my errors they attach me Like if I only have bad things I'm human, like everyone Not perfect, like everyone Vulnerable, like everyone I just want to be treated like everyone Who got the answer? Cuz I don't get what we're doing In the bottom, I'm good And who did it, we'll never know Bridge… I'm feeling low so u know I got to go I can't stay any more No longer will I mourn I feel the rain and the pain creeping under my skin U ain't my friend cause u haven't been where I've been I've been places seen faces unsolved cases Kids on streets with no shoelaces So how the hell u gonna go of by telling me It's gonna be alright So please let me go Isam B let em now Chorus… Boo be calling me like what ever she wants as long as she don't call me home mamma wouldn't like that cuz that's a no no so say my name is mo and let's do this happy hour on a low see my real name be Muhammad but nobody really has to know but anuff’s said and let's do this right in your crib by the TV-light get u real high screaming my name dreaming bout me while u're doing your man thinking that I might come back to u but I lied to – played u cool girl stop calling me – u better step see u did it – just to get a rep |