now Take everything you can get your hands on Save me save me from this yearning yet again Have you any idea What its like to be me
Übersetzung: American Head Charge. To Be Me.
along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with
trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust, this heat [Snoop] That's, the devil, they always wanna dance [Xzibit] I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin
me, what you, want from me Tell me.. what y'all want from me? I'm not guilty [Jay-Z] I see how you comin at me now, I'm cool I'm not the snitch I don
guilty I looked at the judge, Hey America built me Tried to get rich, but they labeled me filthy Only God can judge me, touch me, feel me Friend calls me
I get some ketchup for my fries?" Well he looks at me And I look at him And he looks at me And I look at him And he looks at me And I look at him And
: [RZA] All you hoes, be cryin for these bitches All you niggaz, be cryin for these hoes [scratched samples] "Both hands clusty" - Ghost, "Pullin out
ll get done up on black man's sun up Cap the imperial, bring out new material You hold me down, analyze all cherry-head Wu is in town, catch the hand-
fuck with me Only nigga that I trust is me Fuck around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance I'm the head nigga in charge
you sold Tryin' to be me, keep it real dog, you'll die to be me You wanna know how it feel, don't you? To have a murder charge, took gun to the American
to the head So tell me what it said, so tell me what it said Verse 1 (charged) 2 straps and a mask a hundred thousand dollar lick and that?ll get me (charged
mamis (Tell me, what you, want from me) Tell me, what y'all want from me? I'm not guilty I see how you comin' at me now, I'm cool I'm not the snitch
'em sign blank papers It's the American way, do my enemies pray or is it just me? Hustlin', hopin' the fiends trust me Talkin' to us, hold up, let me
make 'em sign blank papers It's the american way, do my enemies pray or is it just me? Hustlin', hopin' the fiends trust me Talkin' to us, hold up, let me