Don't give me no hand me down world Got one already Don't give me no hand me down world Don't give me no hand me down world Don't give me no hand me
Перевод: Guess Who. Hand Me Down World.
key is never with it, shit Me knowing this, why should the verses I have laid Be more important to me than the persons I have raised I guess I’m saying
then I guess I'll dig a fetus out with a wire hanger then digest her [Chorus] I Guess it's Time For you To hate me again Let's begin now hand me the
us just like me Who cuss like me; who just don’t give a fuck like me Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best thing
a cold sweat like James of the names you knew Don't mean shit to me and you ain't got a clue of what's about to happen - interaction Two worlds collide
the licks like a nickel bag of tricks well look at me now look at me now look at me now, now, now, now i'm just a curbside prophet with my hand
Just sent a million dollars through a hands free That's big money talk, can you answer me? Before the answer was a 3 I was down in Georgetown with
handle him. Now he's bigger than me, Taller than me. And he's older than me, And stronger than me. And his arms a little bit longer than me. But he
too long on my own Everybody has their private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me
Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly
had is broken So tell me you can forgive me 'Cause nobody's perfect, yeah, yeah, whoa Don't tell me, don't tell Don't tell me you can't forgive me No
up if it thinks it's stopping me I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt, undoubtably And all those who look down on me, I'm tearing down your
things in the world I ain't never seen, know what I'm sayin'? A space ship and the bitch I need, ha, ya heard? New shit yo, you know you tell me when
gotta feel me An example of what a street dream means Man I made something out of nothing Started out hand to hand on the block pumping Look at me now
m always good, like grandma cookies, Yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer, It's goin' down like the Catalina wine mixer, She goin' down like the hands
he's bigger than me, taller than me And he's older than me and stronger than me And his arm's a little bit longer than me But he ain't on a JB song with
gone, where the flowers at? all the money in the world cant bring that back if i had one wish, wish my momma dear could come down now and see me rap but she see me
