Paroles de The Minor Tough

I wanna settle this bet and i don't want your shoulder instead The minor tough's walking past again A pure extension yeah Reach in your pocket and pull out the pantleg of hate The hardcore will tell me not to say so But now keora where'd your sadness go You know i would go try and get through to you If you weren't down at the back room They're standing up the block and down the street And they'll be out all night As i'm out in the car it comes to me They're breaking up inside