Перевод: Beat \u0026amp; Путь. Прощай Beautiful Day.
My path into the shadows It seemed so well defined A labyrinth of darkness With no joy for me to find The path that leads to you Is so hard for me to
to play with the stick (yea…) know just how to handle her (how…) No amateur baby, I got stamina (jeah) Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin to the beat (beat
stores Makin' cash registers sh-t their draws Think you spit the raw I'm an uncut slab of beef Laying on your kitchen floor Otherwords I'm off the meat rack Bring the beat
liquor stores makin’ cash registers shit their draws think you spit the raw I’m an uncut slab of beef laying on your kitchen floor otherwords I’m off the meat rack bring the beat
tryin to make it home But still i walk i keep my paste i keep my stride Would hitch-hike but there's to much pride I must find a narrow path so i
the authority to kill a minority fuck that shit, 'cause i ain't the one for a punk mother fucker with a badge and a gun to be beaten on and thrown in
I will be your earth To which you can return, safely or injured. I feel only misery for myself when I Look through the eyes of someone else I can't even recognize the path
What is this What is this What is this Not speakin' on my physical, mental or my horror I'm speakin' on my soul for the burn would beat you whore There
all I see, she's all I see I'm slipping further down a path I thought I'd never lead I've got a vacant heart that's pulsing to a broken beat He's sinking
It’s changing all to yellow And it’s carvin a path So now we’re on our way It’s taking us some journeys While we wipe away frowns in the most crowded
mirror for me That’s why I pick and choose, I don’t get shit confused I got a small circle, I’m not with different crews We walk the same path, but got
, I live from check to check Volatility, neglect and no respect Got my wheels in motion and I got a path to beat I hit the road to "I don't know" and
A lonely bard wandering across the lands am I Singing dancing finding answers to every why The taverns are full and one crosses my path, too I just might
to make history I’m speakin’ it real Back track to the days when I ain’t have me a deal, yeah So I’ma show the world that I’m ill Every beat that I get
walked into the bar and he said He said, hey girl can't you walk a mile straight? Father I'm torn and I'm selling my soul to the Rhythm, the beat and
there still tears in your eyes? SO I'M TRYING TO TEACH YOU SOMETHING BUT YOU TURN AWAY SO I'M TRYING TO SHOW YOU THE PATH BUT YOU'LL WALK ASTRAY I WOULD
to bust a nigga head, we arent hesitateable Ya chest pumped out, mouth talking that shit Im from the Bay, ima show you how a nigga beat a bitch Time
