Übersetzung: Amerika. Take It Easy.
load I?ve got seven women on My mind, Four that wanna own me, Two that wanna stone me, One says she?s a friend of mine Take it easy, take it easy Don?
build an empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it
ll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
it don't ring, I ain't kiddin' it plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my book here, take a sip
will get snapped with bare hands. fuck music is it rap is it cool but fool just dont confuse it. what happens is that these dudes get rude and then i lose it
it sharing his views in his marriage But there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for
my peace And there's no risk for me worth taking You'd think that I'd go quietly But the journey's still on for my America You'd think by now I'd take the easy
there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
: See the bluebird fly Easy as a dream Dippin' and bobbin' in the sun Could she be the one I saw so long ago? Could she be the one to take me home?
: [chorus] To the kids in the p.j.'s ghetto children i know it ain't easy ya'll wanting millions sunshine turns to rain its ghetto pain when a one
(what) Now I gotta cock it to re-write it I might just Make a nigga bite dust When I bust plus Can maybe feels great Can it be ill? yes Sanity kills
s get it poppin, let's get it poppin, yo yo yo yo yo yo yo) [BK:] (Jamaica!) Just cause I'm guilty [BK:] (We burn from Jamaica straight back to America
want to hear it (They want to hear it) So come on (Turn it up) Come on (Turn it up) So come oooooooon (Turn it up) Wake up America We're all In this
gear, A drink Street Vybz like it's Lite Beer, On private jets mi fly Leer, Adis nuh Nike Air, Mi skin paint up like bike flare, Dat a di easy street,
Leer, Adis nuh Nike Air, Mi skin paint up like bike flare, Dat a di easy street, Yuh know da Elm street? Di nightmare, Di days when mi used to take di
it sounds like a dream But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night I know it's hard to believe But it's easy to see that something here