to where I started Tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to days uncharted Oh, won't you to tell me how I got so lost? Bring me back to where I started
where I started Tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to days I charted I want you to tell me how I got so lost I'm seeing big change, in how I
to where I started Tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to days I charted I want you to tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to where I started
Μετάφραση: Κίνδυνος: Ραδιόφωνο. Όπου άρχισα.
[Chorus] Bring me back to where I started Tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to days I charted I want you to tell me how I got so lost I'm
back to where I started Tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to days uncharted Oh won't you to tell me how I got so lost Bring me back to where I started
you can think it's funny By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music And I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales" No radio or video
I'm steady runnin, tryina get away From that snake in the grass, I ain't escapin too fast I got a whole lotta playa haters, hatin my shine I don't know
I'm just a curbside prophet With my hand in my pocket And I'm waiting for my rocket, yo Well you're never gonna guess Where I've been been been And I
the danger zone (Danger) Everywhere I go, got a danger zone (Danger) Niggas can't roam to the danger zone (Danger) You won't come home from the danger zone (Danger
rap And all that shit started in the motherfuckin' East Know I'm sayin'? Then it went to the West coast And they did it a little bit better Know I'm
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
the troops in the war so I turn it To today's evening news Welcome to the evening news I thank you all for tuning in Yes, I'm your host and your journalist
yo' mother and make ya sister think I love her Dangerous motherfucker raises hell And if I ever get caught I make bail See, I don't give a fuck, that'
just so out of control Now I want some answers, mister, I need to know I hear all the talk but I don't know what you're sayin' But I think I got a good
I'm The Don, armed and dangerous With a mic I'm like ordain I just make a wish, it becomes a command The rhyme family is my fans My territory spans from
is cheap I let my actions speak louder than your words, first I bite, then I bark, keep your cool before I calm your nerves. What you know about the place I
I'm just a curbside prophet With my hand in my pocket And i'm waiting for my rocket Well you?re never gonna guess Where i?ve been been been And i
