I got to go on, it's like that, it's like that Yes I got to go on, it's like that, it's like that It's like, Slick Rick without the eye patch More like
Übersetzung: De La Soul. It's Like That.
Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) [Posdonus] It's like, Slick Rick without the
movies, so don't talk sequels So, hon, save the chit-chat when I kick a format fat (it's fat) It's like that... I'm all sold out, no doubt, without a
to ma-n ..check it out... you muthafuckas step the hell on back from the "O" and niggas know that we rock it like that [Phesto] It's Phes-rock clockin
come on get up on it Show me how you really want it I wanna be the only one to love you baby let's go (Whoa) Let's go (Whoa) I wanna provide this lovin' that
) But still I burn for you (I know you don't love me) (This flame will die, it's true) This flame will die, it's true (My soul barred completely) Don'
a riviera life The road can wind like my hidden hair bow You clear my face so I can feel the breeze And down below It's Monaco
me in your joy And there was I, a little boy My shadows they're not new My soul's split in two Lord, I thought that it was you This Christmas snow that
de da da da Let's go It's not easy making a name for yourself Where do you draw the line? I never thought I'd be in this far Let's have fun some and never change that
the red beam, I ain't missin Face the ballistics, we got it like dat, we earned it liked dat Worked for it like dat, so we could shine like dat Get my
? When you're 48 hours done will they find that smoking gun Or a basket of snipe A bucket of tripe Some asses to wipe It's all just hipe cuz there's
That's what happens when you Pussy try to front like you Rah Rah I teach game as we stomp out each lame Me and D-Flame it's our turf we came to reclaim
everlastin' Mashing on the gas bypassing all the has-beens In that sense I'm that shit in that scents Inhale it, breathe it, embrace it Crepes is not
: It's comin' on the end of August Another summer's promise almost gone And though I heard some wise man say That every dog will have his day He never
curb Yeah, they rob you blind, chew you up, and it ain't pretty And it's a soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin', soul suckin' Soul suckin', soul suckin
: Visions, that keep stirrin' my soul Visions, that will never grow old. Sweet baby, I had some visions of you If I can't have it all, just a taste will
