tourists spend their money with love That's why! - I look upon this with fascination As you try to fill me with the wrong information That's why! -
Μετάφραση: Αντληθέντα Fist. Γι 'αυτό.
Morbid tourists spend their money with love That's why! - I look upon this with fascination As you try to fill me with the wrong information That's why
dope, that's why they sent you to jail Had you locked up with wet backs, only real niggas suffer set backs 90 days and I ain't goin' to respect that And
spend money, stay fly Those the 3 codes that I live by Yeah I swerve through streets But I travel in the sky Pardon my swag that's the way the ave. raised
can I raise a little girl? I couldn't I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too Guerrera that was a fist that hit you Sing with me (Sing) Sing for
feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'ma whip someone?s ass If you don?t understand, don
, yes, the structure's a cell Mad is the story I tell, how long can we wait? Come on, seein' what's at stake Action for reaction If your mind's in a
Bam, here's the plan, motherfuck Uncle Sam Step back, I know who I am Raise [Incomprehensible] your ear, I'll drop the style and clear It's the beats
burst out all sides like Gamora My poisonous is released, gas from the canister Raise the black fist, we keep the earth on it's axis I make a good day
a call and a plea for unity Black is back, uplift and be free Keep pushin', our movement moves on So strong, now With a raised fist I resist I don't
in ya heart Na na na - na na now you wonderin just why I like to wear a wyfe beata Why I wear a wyfe beater, why *huh* I like to beat her When I seen
his midsection, recollection, murder on my mind (ay what) Got me chin-checkin, and they said (that real? ), heard it all the time That's what these muthafuckas
not alone? I'm reaching for the stair rails Instead I grab the hand of the father I see a face, it's the face of mother There's someone else, It's the
her heart But the lover that she's with ain't working I hate to see her cry, why can't she realize? She deserves a better situation Than a fist and a
from me, nigga, ya oughta I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her There
