Well, I can't say You didn't tell me so Well, I can't say You didn't warn me Well, I can't take the pain of knowing that I left You And I can't bear
It suddenly snuck up on me I can't say you didn't tell me so I can't say you didn't warn me I can't take the pain of knowing that I left You I can't
Перевод: Третий день. Не могу принять на себя страдания.
It suddenly snuck up on me I can't say you didn't tell me so I can't say you didn't warn me I can't take the pain of knowing that I left You I can't bear
for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga
t nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger Wouldn't let me feel
X] [Verse 1 - Lil' Flip] This ain't a movie, this more like a screenplay Cause on the real I went to the block each day (for real) The G way, so hit
Go do what your momma told you And don’t be actin like a punk Thinkin' you a soldier I see you got yourself cell phone I gotta number you can dial son
head gon' she think she living right but I tell her she dead wrong and I don't care if she all fat or she all slender and I ain't T-Pain but this
a cake walk And I love rap records with lots of gun talk It's day time two both pies on waist sides Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides I make
can survive it if they stay true and innovate. Imitators, fakers, they all die [Flesh-n-Bone] Y'all simply can't all rap and it ain't no time to play
your family is getting ill Tell me it isn't so, tell me it isn't real In the mist of all the drama you take a lil' time to kneel To deal you take a
block, with some plain clothes cops Where the sun don't rise, but the rain don't stop The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop Ain't no lockouts, the game don't
, now I'm dope with weight in the game You was hot but can't stay in the plain Ghetto pain and windows crack, the fist is like a symbol for black Can
three assassins get to ass whipping Prepare to for a professional ass that can shape shifts, spit, hollow tip clips mainly Sick, ain't he? (mind control
Up and down Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for more? Father forgive us for we know not what we do Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say
then I'm shuttin' down shows Luda, cash cheques that'll break the bank Then I'm in the Old School like Frank the Tank You can't beat me join me, petes
