of my night One day I'll find myself facing the firing line Serves me right, for the record I've written my crimes I will cherish this love for the rest
life. I will cherish this love for the rest of my night. One day I'll find myself facing the firing line. Serves me right. For the record I've written
Übersetzung: Every Time I Die. For The Record.
my life. I will cherish this love for the rest of my night. One day I'll find myself facing the firing line. Serves me right. For the record I've written
when I'm gone? Will this time be for too long? Wait till then And see if time brings change Will they miss me when I'm gone? Will this time be for too
empty. Of all the heavenly host's! This will all make sense when the records gold. What's a few more units for your soul? You're waisting my time,
what) Look: If I had the world, dog, I'd make hustlin' good And if I could I'd put work every hustler's hood [B.G.] I can't lie - this world is scary
Three] I planned this and I done planned that But every time it go sour, I can't stand that I want money and the power in my hand black I'ma end up leavin
Cent:] Oh yeah Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Some say i'm paranoid I say i'm careful about how I chose my friends Been to ICU once and I ain't going again
Word Live by the Word Die by the Word [Verse Two: Mic] Every match is like a Royal Rumble Every man for himself With every step I take I'm gaining more
the O T to the I I to the X notify next of kin When's the next trend Who's the next Rakim Who's the next greatest mc of all time Who's the next overrated
2: Hussein Fatal] When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get, Out the window on some uptown anthem shit, I'm stressin', but ain't no pressure, I
] I met you and I stuttered in passion Though slightly blinded by that ass It was hard to keep my dick in my pants Every time you pass got me checkin
forgot, we on the same s**t that got us here [Outlawz] Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jail I break, every mill' I ate Head to head
I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick
to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right there My every word A fucking night mare Getting high
no homies cause they jealous, I hustle solo Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen Ain't nothin poppin 'bout no work nigga, I ain'
I love Cali like I love woman Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him We might fight with each other, but I promise you this We'll burn