for leading you along I'm just a man, I'm just a man I'm just a man, just a man, just a man
so naive, I'm sorry for leading you along I'm just a man I'm just a man I'm just a man Wake me up and wipe the cliche's from my eyes, It's killing me
Перевод: Классический преступности. Просто человек.
But A Lot Of Rappers Is Saying Things They Don't Mean People See Through Dat Talib Kweli [Chorus:] Niggas Lie A Lot, Niggas Lie A Lot Niggas Lie, Niggas Lie, Niggas Lie A
always just fuck my head up I'm like whatever God, ain't a nigga better guard? I rock a Neptune's beat like it's a leather garm Know about you, but I'm a
you bring I watch your ass take a big fall, why?! My Main Source, is like a friendly game of stickball And as you step up to bat man, I play the riddler
[killah priest] The prophecies of a poor man end on a train Take his last breath Slumps over drops his last bit of change A mother pacing by her window
play (man!) Fo a few chips, I get out n' spray (Bla-kow!) It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps) The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
will be remembered as a classic case Of a smart man shitting in his own nest But he also shit in our nest and that was a crime That history will burn
a classic case of a smart man shitting in his own nest, but he also shit in our nest and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory as a
I got the lighter for the hash, has it Ever been a time when you didn't have a dime And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime? Many underclothes
a dirty loss for a dirty game so motha fucka its a dirty shame i saw a gangsta cry.....i saw a gangsta cry.. i saw a gangsta cryyy i saw a gangsta
the mud Phase, a blast of foolishness went through his head With a strap hollerin', "Nigga what you said?" That iron again is mine right? Snatchin' for a
Brovaz And everything like that? That was jealousy, man That's all that is, man (Jealousy, man) Jealousy and ignorance, man Yeah Niggaz got me stressed, man Oh, just burn a
How much of a great blessing to a rap city Where the youth is organically fed From the witty, unpredictable talent, natural game is lyrical Analyze the picture, the portrait, the visual A
fitteds Advocated by the few who do live it Blomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me
thats just you L12's get the L in they face Flaw niggas get no props they get put in they place everyday Thats just how it is thats just how it goes
