, which soon doth pass, destined to die Houses of clay, doomed to decay, foundations of earth Men come from dust, and to the dust, in death all return
Übersetzung: Gläubige. To Dust.
grass, which soon doth pass, destined to die Houses of clay, doomed to decay, foundations of earth Men come from dust, and to the dust, in death all return
she put out Now dat ain't even the half of it Wit moms come 2 neices, 2 nephews, 2 cousins Baby got comfortable in my shit Showing off dust and trailings
Don't fuck with me Tellin' ya Verse One: B.G. Nigga better tighten up Before my clique start lighten up Fuckin' with me Baby salutin' niggas bittin' dust
your head That's how I play it nigga, I'll blackmail you wit you rown life It aint right, disrespect you die on site That aint no might, that's a fact You can believe
bitches I'm bout money that's all that entice me President lover, undercover, ain't another like me You get a ki half price from Columbia fuckin with B Believe
these bullets rush, leave ya fuckin head bust Wuz up, I freeze beef like a deep freezer Ya talk noise, where ya stand nigga is where I leave ya Believe
till it's my time to disappear And see really where my homies at on the other side Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie Make believe I ain'
inside I got a variety of cars I can drive in I'm B. G. whatever it is I'm gonna shine in I don't be slipping' I'm on the issue believe me Top of the
Feeling broken. I've been feeling, feeling broken. I'm in need of repair. Feeling broken. I'm alive, I never thought I'd wake up. And now I know I still believe
Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down And in the end we're bound To rebound off of we Well dust off your thinking caps Solar
: Your eyes, they made lies true. Say anything and I would believe you. But there were demons, maybe more than a few, so what could we do? Because in
noticed there’s so many of them and there’s really not that many of us. Ladies love us and my posse’s kicking up dust. It’s on till the break of dawn
a shooter nobody believes you I don't say i'm a shooter I just shoot if I need to Gat bust Adrenaline rush High off dust Rap tycoon Mossberg boom Nigga
m looking at an angel And believe me when I say She got that whole place blowing (x2) She got that whole place glowing I'm looking at an angel And believe
hold Who am I that you should trust A wind that turns a stone to dust A mountain to surrender all its gold And who am I to say, you should believe