Перевод: Forgotten Rebels. Get Out.
turn yer head and you walk away Yer not the same as back in the day You don't hold yer head high as you go walkin' by The flame's burned out inside Now
this wouldnt of happend have you forgotten.. the days when.. where you did the same thing to me and i forgave you baby. now you and i yer we shared somthing special are you out
Everybody says I oughtta get over myself I'm thinking I can't move If there isn't somewhere else To go I've probably made mistakes that I've forgotten
!" "Shut up, bitch!" "And quit talking black." Well, Slammed the door and I'm out, Now, what? It's probably warm in the house. Fuck, I forgot my jacket, forgot
Yeah Yeahh (trump) [Verse 1] You find me offensive I find you offensive for finding me offensive Hence if I should draw out a line any fences If so
left, all my people on the right Swing one last time When dr. dre say crunk, you will get it crunk, get it crunk Crunk, crunk, crunk And when 50 cent says jump, you get
thousand and some odd vans And some cum wad from out the parkin lot Get into an argument over a parkin spot He decides to pull his gun out and let's
the roof comes off, till the lights go out Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out I’ma rip this shit
out and she forgot how she got there (Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie _Kids_?) No, but I seen the porno with SunDoobiest! (Shit, you wanna get
Tricky [ Verse 3 ] [ Trick Trick ] Ayo Em, you ever need one of these weapons come get it From now on every beef that you get in homie I'm in it I been
up. For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck. Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get
, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? {Chorus: Dido} My tea's gone cold I'm wonder why I.. got out
niggaz up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds
the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forgot
let each other fly June 1-6 7-1 The day Mama pushed me out her womb, told me nigga get paid No one can understand me The black sheep, out-casted from
[2Pac] Get on yo' knees nigga Get on yo' knees and pray Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus
