Look at you now, pathetic and weak Slowly walking down on loser street Bound to live your life without dignity Self-inflicted misery Trust is something
Übersetzung: Face Down (US). Farben.
to take his walk up on niggas and wack em This nigga here name used to carry weight Nigga passed with they head down couldn't look in his face This
tag alongs pop all the faces Don't disrespect power stop and embrace us Hands up alls you see is watches and bracelets Bullet holes is surgery, an Ox is a face
Gonna tear down the fences And my feet have been shackled and torn And I face my resistance And I stake my flag in the ground They will come in many colors
it goes down nigga know what I'm saying I don't know what the fuck y'all niggas gonna do But it goes down (niggas don't get no love from the hood) you
they operatin to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it Shit
from the start, son And I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergarten Feelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looks And steady takin' all the other kids' coloring
: I come with lines, you talk in circles I own the blues, you rent the color purple I scream for ice cream, you whisper for wine You do your life, baby
the floor all the power in my hand Driving up and down the road all day Overtaking anything in the way Alongside us came a man in a grin Winding down
: I can't find your face in a thousand masqueraders You're hidden in the colors of a million other lost charades In life's big parade I'm the loneliest
faces But to whom do they belong When you knew that it was over In the autumn of goodbyes For a moment You could not recall the color of his eyes Like
: Blank face little girl Your colors running down It?s the one you love Cry out my world, this copulated kiss It?s the last that you deserve I?ve done
them I see you there I'm blinded by the colors I see I take good care Of what belongs to me I hear your name Ringing up and down the line I'm saying
heads bowed down The sun don't shine above the ground Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford Town He went down to Oxford Town Guns and clubs followed him down
: Leaves fall down around me. They're smashing off my face like orange and yellow lights. I've entered a new place. I've walked these streets 1,000 times
right) Lil mini skirts cuz she lookin good Got different color weaves mayne she so hood I like em thick in the waist (uhh) Ten in the face The girls
back it up Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh [Rap (Luda):] Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin? down in a different color whip (whip
