Looking through The window of destiny Casement open to the skies No more lies Rosemary nods upon the grave Could've been saved From the garden of the
Перевод: Беда. RIP.
Looking through the window of destiny Casement open to the skies - no more lies Rosemary nods upon the grave Could've been saved From the garden of the
, As you put down the phone! I wanna get into trouble - later you'll carry me home... I wanna go undercover - I just wanna rattle your bones! Yes! I'm the one and only! But I
double-R lean And if it's for me, then it's for-eign Ha, I mean my cars, I mean my clothes I mean my {hoes}, I mean my flows You dress different '
one On point, cuz you get R.I.P.'s when slacking So the stashbox big enough to squeeze the mack in Yeah, I'm fairly new but I demand some respect Cuz I
my enemy enemies, enemy, when will I see? enemies, enemy R.I.P. Verse Two: Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya? J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I
put ya lighters up [Bridge] Damn homie I'm so to' I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' But fuck it,
his car, boy, all I say is, "Oh boy" Look, mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers, sober, then leave after it's over Killa, I'm not your
? I wanna holla at you ma You know it's hard for a playa to admit this sometimes But I'mma spit that sometimes, you know what I'm sayin'? Ay, P give it
ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse Gone!!! (You seek out problems) (Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble
I'm _Stayin Alive_ like John Travolta My rhymes are gettin hotter, I gotta round to allow clowns like a Globetrotter So I'ma give you the hell that you brought me in I
truly recognize Some won't get it for that I won't apologize [P.O.R.N.] I'm so sick cause I'm infected but but I don't need a medic Need a liquid anesthetic
, not them, this is him, not they Royce, Reef, double R, Beef is close but trouble's far Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is, I put my time in Nigga, Nickel
mayne Tryna see how much paper that I might gain While I still keep it trill in what I write, mayne Yeah, so let's see who we could trouble most by hittin
hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would D.C. and B-Boy, come into they hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would I?m fly enough to fly away, trouble I don't shy
Just lean on me" - Kane *cut n scratched* [Big Daddy Kane] "Can I get a yes?" No "Why?" I ain't happy Cause I came back for these troubles to grab
