Run through my town, scream till I faint Stumble around, scare kids away Worn out I'll be, asleep on the street Watch my whole town, attempt to wake me Run through my town
my town Scream till I faint Stumble around Scare kids away Worn out I'll be Asleep on the street Watch my whole town Attempt to wake me Run through my town
Übersetzung: Armor For Sleep. Meine Stadt.
through my town Scream till I faint Stumble around Scare kids away Worn out I'll be Asleep on the street Watch my whole town Attempt to wake me Run through my town
how the niggas shine (It's yourz) This for the holes in my momma's sock The scene's marked, got them six in a pack for 3.99 (It's yourz) [Ghostface Killah
alive since the last time I left Tephlon pajama set, truck armor neck neck arm, weigh your head Move a A-Bomb, get drunk and paint the whole town red
Montana My hammer be tippin' the scale, have you hittin' the canvas In Kansas, they call me Rich Rock, not for my cracks My fingers be wearin' big blocks
bout my all-night death bout Then somethin' woke me up from my dark sleep The sound of fuckin' police when they're tryin' to creep Broke through my door
south Make 'em wash a space in town For the lead and the dregs of my bed I've been sleeping Lower me down, pin me in Secure the grounds for the later
Checks to burn, stay warm for the brain storm 'cuz in my snow storm I freeze if I don't sleep below the ice for my blanket Thank earth for its hidden
my town, like once every weekend, I can't sleep 'Cuz anticipation gots me up like I was tweaking every time You look at me, seems like you got control of my
a strong armored midget I pull the nine out my pocket I'm lyin' I pull the Mac out the closet, start firin' For you cats outta pocket, stop tryin'
in the game It's a king thing and I'ma make sure niggas remember my name for real But I'ma make sure niggas remember my name for real It's a king thing
earth Always just out of reach A murder of crows judged my every footstep My bones were frozen Penniless and entirely out of breath I washed my beautiful
it Dead wrong, like tryin' to brawl a strong armored midget I pull the nine out my pocket I'm lyin' I pull the Mac out the closet, start firin' For
like tryin to brawl a strong armored midget I pull that 9 out my pocket I'm lyin I pull that Mac out the closet, start firin For you cats outta pocket
for the taking. When you said you'd hurt me, did you think you hurt me? Are you really that cocky? Oh, what a heartbreaker! Well, I've got my armor
town I'll ride this horse till it it bucks me off And I'm forced to shoot it down I'll take him out for some gasoline Trade this cow for some magic beans