there's nothing soft about hard times There's nothing soft about hard times There's nothing soft about No, no, no, no hard times There's nothing soft
Übersetzung: Jimmy Buffett. Es gibt nichts Soft Über Hard Times.
watched the hunger burning in my sister's eyes The paste-board shack we called home Would haunt me in my dreams 'Cause there's nothing soft about hard times
accepted where you've been denied I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn I
the gun now they doing ballistics But they can't find a fingerprint this shit's going terrific He's so close to your target that it's really hard to miss
am off the wall Old school, yes sir, used to get exited seeing girls in there bra, Now I'm still soft till I get em out there drawers, awhh, back then
: [Verse 1] If I woulda rap about the crap that's out That's the route you probably want me to take Cause you're just dyin' to know what I think And
runnin' his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out Listen, your ass is about to be missin' You know who gon' find you? Who? Some old man fishin' Grandma wishin' your soul's at rest But it's hard
INTRO [Choclair] Everybody's got something to say Everybody's got something to do Something to talk about "Whenever I move, eyes glued" Everybody
kiss over premier Kill you on tape, then watch it over a beer 'Cause you ain't nothing but a movie with expensive footage That's the reason they gon'
Some thing's telling me I'm dead It's going to cripple and rape me My brain has a brain of it's own My body ain't got nothin' to do with it, so leave
on in these last days man I can't keep my grip cause most of the time These brothers aint carin about jack So there's no tomorrow The horrors of the
in you from the back, while I scream ouuhh shawty,i could snatch you out that thong, let's get it on as many times as you want, now visualize that it's
Murcielago's I'm far from being the bastard that Marcy had fathered Now my name's being mentioned with the martyrs The Biggie's and the Pac's and the Marley's
we gonna do a little something like this: [big daddy:] Some like it hard and some like it soft, Yo, bust the groove as I set it off. [scoob:] But wait a minute... ...yo scoob, what's
when You get on a strecther 'Cause I'll come in ICU To see you off to heaven The system out I done been through with There's nothing new there to me
praised me Your daughter might be Jay Z's Illmatic was real cause you was tryin' to portray me Matter of fact, time for Sony to pay me For "Life's a
take my buttered bread Niggas ain't shit, so I'm down with you kane Any time realness, you ready feel this I don't forget nothing, nothing at all So