way inside a song Sing about the things that you've never had It's funny how I'm happy when you're sad Where can I get over it ?
Übersetzung: Die Kirche. Get Over It.
riches handed over nigga before I erase ya You want my troubles I dont believe you ready for it But I'll bring it to you if you insist you ready for it
of the Pauline Epistles It's not an exhaustive study it's a survey of all the books So get your Bible, get your pad, get your pen, turn your stereo up
took the word as it is Let His love be fruitful in Your works of Faith and Love, so Keep the faith It'll get a little harder/Yeah, yeah It'll get a little
hands up Rich niggaz throw the grands up, and what? I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine nine It's my time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see
don't wanna ride with me nigga C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin car man Yo why you trippin man? Get in the fuckin car man Get in the fuckin car.. get
or die, for life they sentence us Oh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother Shawn Soon as the sky get bright, it's just another storm Brothers gone
: (feat. Lloyd Banks, Ma$e, Prodigy, Spider Loc) [Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga
soldier, from here we only move forward, Upward, onward, and over the hump, And yo, I know that it's a lot o' years, But it's a whole lot of precious
it Anything you hear that I said, I meant it King got the crown then sped off it wit' it Say you need bricks, I said I get it If you want to, we can
you're trying to run me away The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say Thunder on the mountain, rollin' like a drum Gonna sleep over
sitting That the world ain't got you beat That it ain't got you licked It can't get you crazy no matter how many Times you might get kicked You need something
never sure who with. "What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met "Five to ten," said Joey. The judge says, "That's exactly what you get."
I ducked and weaved and it was fun and I made it over and up the small road, past the Silver Tassie, along the river bank, past the Proddie church and
murda, murda, murda [Krayzie] Sold my soul ot the devil But I changed my mind now I want it back But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack Called
I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry Know it's hectic, niggaz
: [Chorus] Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over) You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline