They say the girls wanna hip-shake They say the boys wanna ball-break But we couldn't be bothered 'cause we're hipper than y'all And everyday I resolve to say The world is mine
Перевод: Крекер. Моя вселенная.
would'nt we, you know That what goes down you know You draw yours, I draw mine Who ever get the drop that what it is The object is to get it done, let
coulda' said bye The only time i'll talk to him is when i look into the sky Faze: YEAH!! CHORUS!!: All i've got is these pictures of ya And your light blue crack
Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me, are you trying
!) (chorus) Proof They say the lead singers hot But the group is not Once they've sold our arenas to amusement parks Im gon let the world know that Proof is
you like it, raw. Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender. Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out. Fuck the world cuz this is
Put my back on the wall nigga watch me go for mine I let 21 shots off at the same time, YEAH! [Chorus] [50 Cent] Yeah... where I'm from death is always
he said runnin from hollywood and liar liar liars he said them !#%%&* will get you heated the niot like a riot fastforward to 06 still on fire the world is still turnin my records is
cares in the world When I get older Climbing up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs runnin' With a ring and a question And my shivering voice is
advertise about how we get down You fuck around leave your body in the lost and found How you like me now? We got the industry on lock The world is
advertise about how we get down You fuck around leave your body in the lost and found How you like me now? We got the industry on lock The world is on
one (HAH) Yo watch me skyrocket (HUH) Prop me for my flow then get your hand out my pocket As the world keeps on turnin Killing microphones as the
Crack, The Boss" Played it back, cause I be so paranoid I got a wife, but baby please don't back it off (uh) She understood that, said "what's good, Crack
a rap chick fiending (fiending) Celine type creaming (creaming) Make them rappers poof like them crackers did keenen Meaning I run that, waiting on mine
shine where the patience at Nigga make his own brother face his back Give love and take it back Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back Cops killing for crack
[intro] This song is about Maria A close friend of mine Who lost herself in drugs She told me to wait for her But guess what... She never came back And
the Constitution Top government officials locked down for prostitution Recruitin the hard rocks mean streets keep producin The world is a riot shit is mine
