realize And see all confusion in my cloudy eyes It's all part of my way of giving And I'm giving it all to you More than love, it's a way of living
Перевод: Small Faces. Мой способ дать.
my ass and your face Listen when I tell you dog; I'm in your crawl space You're in front of my house and you know that's wack Bite my rhymes with a
this film before, already know the ending Some of the faces change but the plot it stays the same So take my hand... Take my hand... So take my hand...
in your face when you give it to me gentle, Yeah you really must think your great, Let's see how you feel in a couple of weeks, When I work my way through
this fly It's so much to life when you just stay black (10X) My people, my people, my people people p-people (8X) My PE-ople, oh-oh-OH-oh-OHH, oh-
your face turns blue Bull-t, Nine-t, one-t, crew Spent more time giving out the products And less time clickin' off pops Sing it' till your face turns
the life in this small town I've always run straight to the flames I've lost my face in a thousand ways Still you give a damn about my reputation Take
watch your bitch, I catch hoes like a dyke In the night at a height right for flight Way out of sight, you bite, I recite My chain shine bright, plus my
One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley? Is it my house or maybe
boyz in?a your section Tryna give my tax bracket an erection A seventies entity girl look at my complexion If you can smell my cologne, you?re too close You small time, my
to worry Mr. H said the izzles back to wizzerk How do you console my mom or give her light support Tellin' her her son's on life support? And just imagine how my
your name behind that screen name They're lame and their life is pretty plain M&M's with no nuts Won't show up face-to-face straight bitch made Like puppies
than that, you're small talk face the fact You wanna rock the boat a little, well earn your pass And it's the last call for alcohol, meet at the bar Me and my
crawled on my hands and knees For three full days Draggin' along my big leather suitcase And my garment bag And my tenor saxophone And my 12-pound bowlin' ball And my
be where you are Take my hand and I will never give up hope You inhabit my heart 4. Home © Vigoda 1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my
me) Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Just to say "RIP" Krayzie Bone Now, I gotta give it up for all my dogs, a lot of my niggas
plus 8 in the clip The hustling Harry Potter, shaking the brick Ice in the bracelet give the Matrix a glitch And my car's like a spaceship Got gold in my
