honest. God FORBID you try to be funny. So, there's nothing more I can say, except that, right now, wherever you are, listening to this, I can guarantee you, I
into my heart Tell me what you feel Pain and agony From a horrid ordeal You flee from my sadness Finding no gladness I can handle it o.k. You really
Übersetzung: DRI. Idky.
I roll dolo with trees [CHORUS] [Steele] CB [E.K.R.] EK [Steele] PNC [E.K.R.] ZH [Steele] Smif-n-Wess [E.K.R.] FB [Steele] To the death [E.K.R.] NC [
hoch, Glas hoch, A, B! C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z! Ich flow' sogar das Alphabet perfekt! Fast jeder hatt'
the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from And still I'm breathin! [E.D.I.] And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the
drunk (fool) She wanna hit n' run (errr) Yeah, that's the speed That's what we do That's who we be B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the
rhymes That make you stop tryin' In the right mind So I never pop mines Can't afford lost time I need to keep movin' (I will win this game) Cause I can
high The more I smoke, the high I get The better I feel, I can?t quit The more I smoke, the high I get The better I feel, I can?t quit [Strofa 2] ? B
classless girl, you sleazy, you freaky N-A-S-T-Y ya nasty, F-R-E-A-K ya freaky Girl where's your P-R-I-D-E, put some clothes on Nasty put some clothes
two excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven An if I die I'm a do it reppin, I never do a second I swear niggas be eyein me all hard An lyin
I take ?em I need a cane and pillows I?m on everything Sick when I kick it, barf Me sobering up, fart I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush
The Throne And Ripped A New Asshole All I Hear Is I'm The Best At This And I'm Best At That But I Don't Hear My Name, No ?? Brought Up In Rap And I
D.I.N.K.S. ein Ratsel, den G.R.U.M.P.I.E.S. too hip den P.O.S.T.I.E.S. too trendy, den M.I.L.K.I.E.S. too sick Sind die neue Klasse Anarchie haben ihren
the reason for gettin hoes dunn? I'ma throughbread so I'm do what I do [Frank] Doin it too, brotha i'mma do it with you I'ma grab these things and get
