Übersetzung: Beat \u0026amp; Path. Goodbye Beautiful Day.
way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my shit droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key backed up by the best Fresh (Mannie Fresh) Drop it beat after beat
microphone and dope.. beats Cause it ain't no secret to it black And the only rule is don't be wack And you best stay out of my path or I'ma haveta put
the world a Yo-Yo spun You would skip and I would run Those long days are slipping away Days will pass Taking turns to hide and lose our way And beats
can get started For example, a man wants to get ahead Others wish he failed and rather see him dead Always puttin' obstacles in your path It becomes
be another nigga bigger from the mutha-fuckin' underground So step but you better step quick Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit You're watching the makings of a physco-path
get high Dey said I slept with tracy edmonds dat was uh cool lie, And da steroids musta made ma money longer Ma revocal stronger Timbaland beats harder
: "Freeze", said the man cruisin' the beat "You get your hands up and spread your feet" "Don't you move an inch", I heard him say "Or you'll be doin'
fist like Camacho, I got so much style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up [singing in background] niggaz need to wake up Smell the indonesia; beat
The time to rise is upon us. My lord, I kneel before you, now paint me bloody red. Bathing in blasphemy, I beat the path that's traveled less. The forgotten
: skyscrapers - are crumbling - mountains move in my path the streets lights - are twisting - pulling me to the earth My veins are anchored in this
see the pale white horse In God's truth tell me what you want, and you'll have it of course Just step into the arena Beat a path of retreat up them spiral
yeah, I'ma hit 'em with the murda mo. See 'em, better let it go Bet they gon' run, run. Nine millimeter plus I got a nigga beat or when it ain't enough
into Hell, take away and bleed my heart I do my blood-red sigh I can feel your hate of death, I'm running on this darkened little path Take your time, beat
1:] You can't stop my shinin', drop fly rhymin' And all day for love of hip hop I'm grindin' Grindin' grindin', make sparks and blind em Now throw that beat
the beat machine on, crack open my notebook Made a beat yesterday but still ain't convinced I'll take another listen 'cause I haven't heard it since [beat
need 'em And you'd wouldn't talk to me if I didn't have the beat you needed I've been through too many shitty MC's with beats, believe it But I got eat
Small you recall, the hard times as a juve-nile Often misunderstood Some joined the military, others just joined the hood Street corner combat, part of the dark streets Your heart beats
