me die on my own terms Let me live and let me learn Now I?ll follow my own way And I?ll live on to another damn day Freedom carries sacrifice Remember
Перевод: 3 Doors Down. Life On My Own.
me back, ligit How we met on some real ghetto star shit Mad chicks on my melody's dick See he got this kinda grace about himself Dealin' with fast life
old I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more But I already told you my whole life story Not just based on my description
closin' on me? I turn around, find a gun on the ground Cock it, put it to my brain Scream "Die Shady" and pop it The sky darkens, my life flashes
! Let's get 'em! Hey! I own the light and I don't need no help Gotta be the feeling that scarface player Stunting go wild can't handle this plan Life
freely Into the light you love so well The tears run red down this mountain Like a faint crimson scar It is the life that you have carved into my soul You inhabit my
is it my crew?, my niggaz get down, yo niggaz do too, mutha fuckaz try to tell me don't fuck my life, 'cause ain't nuthin nice, ya gotta pay the
my niggas Just keep gettin' it on my niggas, say word is bond my niggas I got a lot to look back on in '88 Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my
facin a life of brokeness already fuck the pain, it juss make sense fo me to stay on my hustle and game blame no nigga fo my down fall but pimpin is
Spitta: lames cant feel us we catch flights jet life jet life Verse 1: uhh i got a girlfriend and a mistriss 7 chevys in my driveway im so hood rich
river (hunta killa! killa!) Put you in duct! put you in duct tape! [kyel] Spent most of my time on the grind In the bucket wit a loaded tech nine On
down And if they step on your toes Shut 'em down, shut 'em down Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
own yo own is these fuckin' street's So on my own, i'ma put myself on these fuckin' street's I'm sick and tired of livin' life is these city blues I got to get my
I'm dumpin' on 'em I'm actin' a motherfuckin' donkey on 'em I'm gettin' low down and dirty with the dirty thirty Ya see I'm in yo neighbored hood and my
Drop Tryin to have all my C'z niggaz shoot for the stars My nine stars spread bullets like grey poupon I'm tryin to ice on my wrist and on my arm
on the chronic probably cause i was on it. Now you fucked me out of my mics twice, I let it slide, I said I wouldn't hold my fuckin breathe to get a
cunt Nah, not really, 'cause my girl would surely kill me I only rest my cock when my XBOX enthrills me [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Aesop Rock] MURS is my