Lyrics:
strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your
strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your
don't play them games, I'm a grown man
Still rap, grow plants
Smoked out my tour bus
Don't kill my vibe, I'm on stage at twenty-five
When they scream,
Jacopo Festa
Grazie a Ivan e ad Alteria per avere impreziosito l’album con la loro presenza
suonano
Disgui - voce, chitarre, basso e programmazione
j'vous aimes, même sans prendre de nouvelles
Inspi d'ailleurs j'men fou q'ça perçe
Vision thermique tu sais q'jopère seule on peut compter sur personne,
voodoo science
In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin' skyward
Calculating May 5 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment
The arrival of the prophet
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
L-O-V-E
Now that we're here all alone
Let's celebrate by making love
Baby girl we drunk with passion
I'll guarantee you satisfaction
You never had a love
could have it back
A nine to five don't fucking pay (nah)
Didn't dare by pay
I got a email with graduation day
I had to tell my mom, man I had to be brave
making waves, then I seen my nigga Sparkk light it up
Then I got my brother Gotti, he's a problem, steady mobbin' through the city like a goblin
Zelly Q
und I'm Auto, I'm Tapedeck
(When we ridin by)
Durch die Stadt, Gangstamucke bei Nacht
(We gettin high)
Durch "Chronic",
"Gin 'n' Juice", "5 On It"
with them big city lights
But me, I prefer them slow country nights
Where I can see the darkness come in and then go
Most folks is honest, and they
light) {x2}
{Blue Light sample}
And she don't stop (Ahh)
(I got 7 hours baby, so what you wanna do?) (Ooh) {I Wanna Melt With you sample}
And she don't
Uh, yeah, uh
Drag-On, E-V-E
Bronx style Q, uh, yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, what, yeah, yo, yo
[Drag-On]
I'm a pop them guns, hit them n****s up
Switch
stu
I locked myself inside this booth
Cut communication with a few
And by the time you hear this shit
I'm workin' album number 2
Like Babyface I get
a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Laid by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock
be the best grime artist
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know that I'm not
rosas e champanhe, lua cheia na levada .. tamo junto nesse groove ..
tipo Ariana e Mac .. fala: let's q just do it ..
from the W V
So don't step to me cause I know real G's
Mind your Q's and P's when you come around these
Driving through the town God's AC
Pull up, do
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
[Dr. Walkentron scratched in]
Controlled by gamma light
Controlled by gamma light
[cnnouncer]
Caution!
Radiation leakage on the promenade deck,
I'm on my p's and my q's
Stones green to the blue, 23's when I cruise
Feel my calf muscle on the gas and the brake pedal
Ain't another youngin'
you the way that they should
But I could
I bit my tongue for a while
Passed you by with a smile
But I'm dying without ya, I need ya light right now
So I
Will you remember me?
I woke up at 5 in the morning wondered, "why"?
When every breath is just a step to death
Every ghost another second best
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