Lyrics:
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street.
Now did you
of the saga
The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala
Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll
But a nigga gotta use his styles
These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts
But my force
surrounded by love
I'm surrounded by love
Every problem has an answer
Every problem has an answer
I deserve to feel good
I deserve to feel good
Anything
You really think you know me
I do this all by my lonely
Only the people that know where you be at can hurt you so watch for yo homies
I’ll be in hell
locked in
Gangstas put me in they top ten (they know)
I be the same ol' G
Play the rules we abide by (put me in yo' top ten, nigga)
You know live by
hardcore
Naokrągło wygrywam mogą zrobić koło chuja mi
Tobie by nic nie dało nawet jakbyś pierwszy w kulach był
Ale się napompowałem czuje że brzuch znika co
Jebali mnie wszyscy a portale wycierały sobie gębę ksywą
Nie robiłem nic z tym (nic z tym nic z tym)
Teraz jak nawijam chyba dobrze widzą
Gram to po to by
sounding good how she speaking
We ain't even fucked up yet, why you sleeping?
Know I gotta problem with these drugs but I'm bleeding
You could heal the wound
Alright there ah buddy license and registration
Uh officer is there a problem man what's going on?
Yeah, I had a report of a UFO
What's that?
rough
Tell me your secrets tonight
I'll take 'em with me, and I'll get the elves workin' on them
In the workshop
We'll take your problems apart, but
Mary Magdalene (Sarah Brightman)
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
(oh) Don't you know
Everything's alright
robbin')
When these niggas got problems
That's when niggas start plottin'
And when you niggas start plottin'
Us country niggas start mobbin' mobbin'
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
then I think it's time you learn
For there is not the problem
So leaders are acknowledged, I don't follow them
I turn into another degree
And find
znajdę czas tu by ci go podesłać
Jeśli siedzi słuchaj a tu bez zmian
MR3 kłopot znikł to się z nim pożegnam
Problem który był którego już nie ma
Pierdole
(Dream Affiliated Music)
Yeah
Identity (Ay)
Identity (Yeah)
It just kept on switching on me
I had problems with
Identity (Ay)
Identity (Yeah)
Now I
down
Problem after problem tryna keep my head straight
From seeing mum depressed to being snaked by my best mate
Now my mind is spinning like a segway
I've been starving
And I think I'm going crazy
Can you call my name
When you need someone
And please be by my side
Cause' I long your touch
I'm screaming
to nie są twoje dłonie (dłonie)
Nie nie i to nie są twoje dłonie
Ciągle pale by zapomnieć
Ciągle pije by zapomnieć
Dużo mała mamy wspomnień
Co za nami
nie wydostać
To nie problem więc ten problem odstaw
Bo to tylko problem a problem to nie chłosta
To myślokształt w którym żyjesz
Więc gnijesz gdy chcesz
then my day can begin
Crossed too many times by niggas I trusted with my life.
I left 47 cause a nigga wanna live a lie
Had to drop the H but you know
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