Only difference is them bitches did it for kicks And we quick to say it's just a game that's dealt that gave you that rope so you can hang yourself It
Only difference is them bitches did it for kicks And we quick to say it's just a game that's dealt That gave you that rope so you can hang yourself It
Übersetzung: Atmosphäre. The Ropes.
: [Gipp] Yeah.. yeah.. yo Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak Pull up, jump out, and then
: [Al Pacino] "I'll fight for you 'til the day I die" [Gipp] Yeah.. yeah.. yo Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope Sit in the tub,
wake up, tied to this chair In a desert highway, that's not fair Cause in the distance, I see a truck Coming at the speed of light I try to escape, but the ropes
crew with the quickness And with the swiftness we took care of business Killin nigas on sight with no hesitation At once we didn't slow down for smoke inhalation Pollutin the atmosphere
's just say "butterflyee" The truth stings like Muhammad Ali I tell 'em tell 'em don't homocide me I just a little old hope with his back against the ropes
and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere
would think that your best friend Would be your worst enemy and your enemy your best friend Stare into the air, inspiration from the atmosphere I think
is not a stickup The reading's not exactly clear, it could be something atmospheric So we keep going-going Going up that slope leading to a volcano Lower the rope
He was raised in a house where he got scared of attention Twisted yet methodical mind, not to mention Circus like atmosphere, story book upbringin' Neighborhood
And I hammered brackets From old metal chairs To the walls for a crude set of stairs To lead us down And you tied a rope To the steep burning slope
the ways that had me caught up in a bind I was bound by the shackles that were tacklin' my hope I was livin' like a fool who'd been given much rope
them rope see them ride when they turn the mob watch the red dust fly theres got to be something in the water got to be something in the atmosphere
