Groogy eyes ,got to get get up , coffee, need it to stand up ,free nhaa , social services or wake up ,nine to four or a teck nine ,four taking what's not mine , fine ,time , jail no fine , kids no Moore mine , won't see no sun , Shine , sweet bitches and god , vine ,lifeline , lost time , sun shine .. Got to do what a man got to do , not to many shot cuts only a few , let the boss be the boss nine to five , do your on the side , at night , pay the bills , do your thing , get home too my baby , kiss her gently , Ela que mora no meu coração, a loirinha da Noruega. De lágrimas a borboletas no estômago, ela me tira da escuridão, minha linda loira norueguesa." I come home late , doing my thing , no fuzz no yelling .. she waits on the steps Butt naked with no regrets , a smile and a warm embrace, eyes blue telling you ,this shit is true . I wake up every night from shadows that hunt me, then I feel her hand around me. That's why I need too stay unshackled and free , I can't live with out my baby . Ela que mora no meu coração, a loirinha da Noruega. De lágrimas a borboletas no estômago, ela me tira da escuridão, minha linda loira norueguesa." I want to see tommorow with you ,no Moore guns banks and easy ends , no Moore tec nine only 9 too five , some simple hussle, no big thing , don't need everything, you make feel like a king , let me do my thing , without you I am nothing , Guns and a bullet, pigs and Russian rulett, the feds ,snitches and fucked up bitches ,homeys and memories, trouble and peace, smoking trees, get home to my babies, new beginnings, The devil wants me back in , But just do me thing , it's a meaning, she’s my sealing a good feeling , Ela que mora no meu coração, a loirinha da Noruega.
