nothing makes sense i can't figure anything out all i can do is sit and let the tears roll down my face as my eyes fill everything turnes to gray all
Перевод: One King Down. Все до серого.
That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man Take the bones out man for real Yeah all applepie yeah Straight up, Flipmode BK king
and all I see is blue Chucks Hopped out the '6-trey, nowhere to go Til' Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler '6-4 We 'Just Dippin', one Bloodin', one
jail know it when you do it Do it yourself and never tell no one You see them shells blowin'? I go to hell knowin' That I had them eagles sitting down
, me and jeezy, learned from the game i done stacked a breeze. got love from the hood so its all good. we both gone eat, me and jeezy. ridin down the
last it's the crew that party crashes the masses Madness wildin' out like special ed classes Straight out the gate, meet Tony Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one
outta me I won't give it but I'll give ambivalence I gotta memory box 'cause my memory blocks me From remembering weeks All the blacked out nights into white out mornings Into gray
king All my subjects they would dance and sing They could kiss my ring and kiss my ass When I'm old and gray, I'll look back on my life and say "Give me one
and ima cock mine. Hatas, gimmie 50, drop down. My nigga C-Mo. And that boy Mike-Mo down wit Z-ro. And that Millzey, its goin down. Nigga we representin
kids Clarks Finesse notes, yo, the Guess on with the vest pose Yellow suede one matching hat with the gray gun Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, then my team pull up We all wore down y'all
real words right there So you know, we just gon' keep this shit rolling Theodore, they know how we do it Straight up and down, introducing One fourth
birds on the gray ? From the curb of they town Get served and sprayed down *gunshots* Pounds of Earth'll break down The cops run a search and shake down
now and rap is all about me Listen when it comes down to rappin' I was through with it before you learned what to do with it I'm the King so I'm stakin
be smart in math And see my stacks down the ave I went from jumpin cabs, to rottin with my niggas And hooprags, to the Jags, no top, all glass And y'all
like it is My chain light gray like trash can lids If one of yall take my chain - none of yall live You like, "I aint do it Shells", One of yall did! [
these open hands are empty bowls to fill Come for the one who pays the most You don't get thanks for loyalty And all your friends They've gone and sold you down
