Перевод: Короли Догтауна саундтрек. Каменеть.
life is based on sinnin',I'm hell bound Rather be buried that be worried,livin' held down My game plan to be trained in Military mind of a thug lord
, you know how to holla "G-Unit!" There's no competition, it's just me, 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets If David could go against Goliath with a stone
don't wear lipstick everyday Only kisses decorate my smile I don't have long legs I'm not tall But I was told that I could reach the stars I'm not Lord
with sorcery, Battle-spells annoint my flesh, Let blood and steel be my glory. Elder tongues encarved in sinistrous slime-flecked stone, The Obsidian
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon... Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft, Beneath a horned and waning moon Enchantress, heather
dark horn sounds ’cross the nighted vale, Shadows call in this bleak winter’s dream. I seize the throne round dagon’s stone, Dark hordes arise ’neath
you You better get get get away get away darling 'Cause everything you heard is true Your poor little heart will end up alone 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone
Hurricane’s in the house.. [lord have mercy] Land-lord, up in the house *come get it* Rah digga, up in the house *come get it* Rampage, up in the house
pocketful of love God above if you hear me cryin' I've tried to sell my soul but no one's buyin' Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin' Bronx Style Bob: Lord
been told by many scholars Got a fistful of dollar And a pocketful of love God above if you hear me cryin’ I’ve tried to sell my soul But no one’s buyin’ Lord
need nothing but the stone that's in my hand Stone in my hand, stone in my hand I don't need nothing but the stone that's in my hand Stone in my hand, stone
I miss this? I’m not about to pass it up Count me in I’m amazed this love is for me, Lord Count me in I’m amazed this love is for me, Lord I’m looking
Lord only knows Why I love you so You're a heartless man I don't understand Why you gotta be Why you need to be So cold Chorus: So cold How can you be
who the Son sets free is free indeed) No weapon formed against me shall prosper Surely God is my salvation I will trust and not be afraid The Lord, the Lord
– infanticide The world will rejoice today As the crows feast on the rotting poet Everyone must bury their own No pack to bury the heart of stone Now
without sense I need a near-death experience Heart once bold Now turned to stone Perfection my messenger from hell Wine turns to water Campfires freeze, loveletters burn Romance is lost Lord
I'm hearing raps about coke and crack (crack?) to be honest they all sound the same Pit is off the chain (chain?) Yea, That's set in stone (stone
