sexta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2005



No attorneys / To plead my case
No orbits / To send me into outta space
And my fingers / Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold / But that ain't gonna help me now

You think your right / But you were wrong
You tried to take me / But I knew all along
You can take me / For a ride
I'm not a fool out / So you better run and hide

I'm trouble / Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll / I disturb my town
I'm trouble / Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll / I got trouble in my town

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