It's all good for something And when there's no more to give The window will shine in the light On what's left for me What's left for me
Übersetzung: Days Of The New. Was ist für mich noch?.
time Take some for yourself It's all good for something And when there's no more to give The window will shine in the light On what's left for me Know
all for sale got that old trey pound got that new fore pound nigga use once or twice and they all for sale G stand for GANGSTER UNIT stand for U Niggaz
way. I still spin the same sounds for these unsatisfied ears, because there's always something new to hear. You know that all was both Heaven and Hell for me
and left no doubt It's on now, I'm a new creature The old is gone now Instead of all that Jeezy it's Jesus Musik that's on now Switched, my affinities
my mom's use to smoke back in the 70's [echo] Maybe that's why in the 90's I drop g's when I drop degrees [echo] When I ease across the block With
all for it This the, life for me and the law can't spoil it (riiight) So you can call it what the fuck you want But I'ma ballin alcholic with a sawed
it off nigga) (What's up nigga? What's up?) Throw yo mothafuckin hands up nigga That's right, we gone take it back These mothafuckas goin to start catching lefts
& Cigarettes) It?s been raining for days; the streets have turned into wild rivers The neon lights shimmer in the night And they all seek home at the waterfront But me
[Dr. Dre] Time's up, game's over, you lose, I win Bout to show these knuckleheads how to do this here Ooh yeah, new year, next phase begin Look who's
for you many a sitch a friend a man's been left for you oh the books I've read for you the tongues I've bitten for you many a new city for you many a
Double-double Ta-ta for a while or for raw Tap-a-tap a skill, it's the whip appeal then APL-APL coming-coming in with (?) Let's rock this set exceed
ball And just look who?s laughing What if I flew like a dove dear What if I wooed you in rhyme There?s nothing left Nothing that?s good left for me
the days of '49" In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft'times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. My comrades
nigga, Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones You can ask my homies I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me Now I blew up they
reality Now it's a nightmare hunting my sanity Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me It's sad to see I be bustin' my ass I'm down for my grind
my family It said it's not your fault, no, you've been good to me It's just lately I've been feeling like I don't belong Like the ground's not mine to