it's cold is something here? I taste the fear around me like a womb I feel the darkness Now as I journey from this tomb Stealing time, stealing time
's cold is something here? I taste the fear around me like a womb I feel the darkness Now as I journey from this tomb Stealing time, stealing time
Übersetzung: Blesse. Stealing Time.
50 Cent:] We from the gutter [Tony Yayo:] We takin' over [Funkmaster Flex:] Heres what we gonna do My man'll spin the beat one more time [50 Cent:] One more time
throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk You never seen time
while chaslie it still a blaze Real badman place, place You no see it in a hand it show fa inna waist Badman place, place No time fi waste, guiness we
: Yo class how u doing? dude, I'm back in the fax I'm taking time off acting I gotta relax I need a new beat Yo freshtro I got a few treats U been up
genetic genocide Pick and choose, mix and match If you ain't happy within ten days Then bring the little fucker back Snack time is the black time
: DEAR ROBERT, I heard you was back in the slammer, you should havn known better Than to try it a second time, in the state of Alabama. I'm gonna miss
inner city My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines blaze Shorties watchin plus adoptin my ways In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats raid Can't see the
nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to You throw a cold screw, but sober up when I'm approaching you At the same time we posting two Niggas
a bitch gotcha face all bent up I like a pimp got my gators and my pimp You take orders and run errands I take vactions with killers and four time
the inner city My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines blaze Shorties watchin plus adoptin my ways In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats raid Can't see
I couldn't survive- Feeling like this- Feeling alive ! Like the moon an enigma, Lost and alone in the night Damned by some heavenly stigma, But blazing
's my hobby shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun them hot bars to the neck shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun
going a little tricky - Huh? I know there were time where you thought I would change But I'm the same motherfucking brother even in spite of the fame There might be some times