, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate) As I stand and I wait and I learn I have been scorn As I live and I die and I burn I have been scorn Broken my face,
to HATE! As I stand and I wait and I learn I have been scorn As I live and I die and I burn I have been scorn So fuckin' Scorn that you wouldn't believe
Übersetzung: Dope. Hohn.
me to HATE! As I stand and I wait and I learn I have been scorn As I live and I die and I burn I have been scorn So fuckin' Scorn that you wouldn't
it for a even 5 Nigga I ball and people don't know it, Cuz I don't show it The only way to find out is if you come and score it Cuz I don't stop with
cold world Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+" I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
cold world Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
could squash 'em like a bug (ha) Mixin' 5-hour energy with Hennessy Mind's so fucked up I can't even remember me (uhh) Spit it dope with rhyme, homie
the fire is hot shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block scorn niggaz like their
gazelle's I'm an explorer like Dora, nigga, check out my aura On the block, I assist quarters, but I'm really a scorer Place your order, place your bets
: [Ghostface] Uh-huh.. yeah.. Aiyyo, aiyyo big wearhousin shit Cristal bottles, Agent 88 with the gold wrapper Coat rack is no good with the dope classics
AKA I stay with me Mac 99 not far away my dogs don't even play with me In my apartment 80 a piece Stack a piece 80 g's Old skool dope rider front Off
folk, [? ] just bring me that cane folk Gucci got good dope pillz purp and sizzurp, my workers don't move nothing less than a bizzurd Gucci got good dope
in and out of sedans Pumpin crack dreams to crack fiends for a fee Their dream is to re-up to a ki Cops watch the influx of dope Through a telescope Snitches
what it seems [Shaggy 2 Dope] You walk in and see two kids on the floor They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score And sittin behind them chillin
in the building tonight (hey) Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life (hey) You don't even got to bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks
teach and speak And if you step out of line your up shits creek So come with it, Kid Rock's gonna get it His style ain't dope, its a throat, and I slit