feeling kind of burned Tell me where have you been Oh, black-eyed mannequin? You ain't me You ain't me You ain't me You ain't me
a man with his pet You always seem to forget That you ain't me You ain't me You ain't me No, you ain't me Did you include the question mark? When
Перевод: Frank Black. Вы это не я.
ain’t bustin one Yo, I see you in the (? ) portayin like you a thug Yea, your man got a gatt, but he ain’t bustin no slug You You’s a local black spokesman
[Fat Joe] Yeah, uh I don't give a fuck, fuck you Fuck you rappers, fuck the industry Fuck anybody who don't fuck with me, CRACK Hahaha, this is the Pendemic
yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
call me fatso Now you call me Castro, my rap flows Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit Oops, Cristal keep spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you
Can't relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake When you all fucked up and can't get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when
priceless, nigga, you understand me? Either you with us, or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle or you out the huddle Either you ridin' or we
priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing
? Aisha ain't over here Well do you know where she is? No, I don't know where she is} {You don't know where she is? No, I don't know where she is, Frank
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I
take you back to Iceberg Slim And all the players that came before him If you a everyday hustler, get your money Cause what they do to black man ain't
me that I won't die, suicide, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide, do or die, you an I, slide by, catch them niggaz off my
you like, asking if you leaving with me, you gonna say you might, then we gonna wake up in the morning thinking about tonight. i think she likes me, she likes me
? Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue black And ya crew, give me dap like true dat Yo, I hit these Rmcees with the grip of death like I was a Vulcan Ain't
possibly Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly [Trife Da God] Aiyo, first of all, you ain't worth
