Feel the vibrating words of power Magick the portal, language the key As my journey within begins Once again the gates stand open before me Time has
Feel the vibrating words of power Magick the portral, language the key As my journey within begins Once again the gates stand open before me Time has
Übersetzung: At The Gates. Innerhalb.
Yayo] I started out at 15, scared as hell I took 30 off a pack and made them sales As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot With that lil deuce-deuce
With the pounders like he about to get... [Tony Yayo:] GGGG G Unit yeah [Verse 3: Spider Loc] Now I could bring a hundred boys to the front gate But
change or go away. I'd never trust those bloodshot eyes.. This love was living with its eyes sewn shut. At times I'd love to bludgeon you and dance with
no time. Now the sun strips that same sidewalk, with the day-dried test of small talk. She walks quick, fresh, with clean, black crease, and navigates this mess with
pass the gate Idolatrous men get snatched away See man can gain the whole world but Dog to what benefit Cause I promise you lose your souls investment at
know what's up when I'm in command 'Cause Kid Ice is down with the next man Riiiight! All the groupie hoes, I'm down with 'em 'Cause at any time they'
cool? and at you?, what the fuck is gone do? Barbecue and boo-hoo Ride or die, get money all at the same time Split the pie with the homie, ball at the
make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me Mutah with K-Dogg in () ----------------------- The game is getting deeper with
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows They froze Now suckas idealize my choosen Blows More money mean litigating More Playa hating Got a cell at the
see, who's the G, with the bigger nuts Buck buck, big up and livin reckless Niggaz with a death wish step in with a Tec and I'll wet this Yeah this shit
3 - Lloyd Banks] How many of them boys is with ya When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas
a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin In the telly with to whores, a Benz with to doors 32 carrots
Is made out of thorns and nails Look at me Look at someone with something Someone with something that's real You tell me Are you someone with something
is staring at me The gate is now so elusive What shall be the last of our refuge? Crawling within the kingdom of flies Is my place within this idolatrous
We savages, bustin off rounds sprayin bannana clips knockin pills off like Anna Nicole Smith Shit, I'm in the hood walkin with choppers Cock em and pop