мне принадлежит и таким же как и я Моя игра, моя игра Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я Моя игра, моя игра Здесь правила одни и цель одна В архиве
слова, мои дела, моя братва. Это моя игра. Мои слова, мои дела, моя братва. "Квазар музыка". Мои слова, мои дела, моя братва. Это моя игра
планы, ведь это – Моя игра. Моя игра, Моя игра Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я. Моя игра, Моя игра Здесь правила одни, и цель одна. Моя игра, Моя игра
пробежит по коже Никогда и ничто возвратиться уже не может Полюбить и забыть, по течению плыть – моя игра Проникать в облака, покорять города – моя игра
47....Витя и Максим Моя игра, моя игра, Она мне принадлежит - я купил её вчера, Моя игра, моя игра, Тут выстрел на 1, а прицел на 2 Моя игра, моя игра
I don't know what you're looking for you haven't found it baby, that's for sure You rip me up and spread me all around in the dust of the deed of time
Whose fault? Let's play the blame game, I love you more Let's play the blame game for sure Let's call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out
Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up What chu was goin? do, kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga? Tupac, Biggie! Shut the fuck up! Fucking dogs barking
La mia banda suona il rock e tutto il resto all'occorrenza Sappiamo bene che da noi fare tutto e' un'esigenza E' un rock bambino soltanto un po latino
Dis dat soso def shit Make my music for the boyz with the O's The old school pro's in the strip club Make my music for the boyz with the O's The old
Oh, there's a lull in my life It's just a void, an empty space When you are not in my embrace Oh, there's a lull in my life The moment that you go away
[Intro] No matter what you do my nigga It's not gonna be enough You tryna feed mothafuckas that always gonna be hungry If you feed the wrong mothafucka
I can't catch no man Hangin' out at a discotheque But I believe in the boogie Oh, but the boogie don't believe in me Well, I got my way of groovin' Sittin
I don't know what you're looking for You haven't found it baby, that's for sure You rip me up and spread me all around In the dust of the deed of time
So I see you' ve got a problem Do you wanna take it outside I' m not the fighting type But go ahead make my day You gonna fight me physically I' m gonna
I entered the room, sat by your bed All through the night I watched your daily fight I hardly knew the pain was almost more than I could bear And still
I'm sitting down here but hey you can't see me Your words cut deeply, they're just some other lies I'm hiding from a distance, I've got to pay the price
