sung just like god box Chorus: God box Gimme god box I say god box God box, early Tube stop, lazy Cut off, early God box Gimme God box I said God box
Übersetzung: Der Untergang. Gute Box.
: Nigga you so tough Tough until ya heartbeat stop The trey-pound pop Ya arteries shot Ya bleedin and shout Get in the pine box Damn yous a hard muthafucka
please take the rest of me And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change if we search deeper, god
window peek stare And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin' And yer jackhammer falls
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now I?fm fantastic Compared to a weed high And y?fall ***** just gossiping like bitches on a radio and TV See me, we fly Y?fall
ninety-four Limp opened the show for you Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too So you fall
is stamped on the map like the compass Sacred sword play tongue-twist, piercin holes in you You can't escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through your box
another huddle, we're down by six The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift But he's so god dang high, that he's trips Falls and slips, Proof grabs him
: (feat. Trife Da God & Theodore Unit) [Wigs] Yeah, son, it's the Einstein Theodore theory, street philosphy Step foot on our block, there's no way
print me, finger print me But can we agree to disagree Im from east atlanta 6 where the boys dump bricks But we dont bump the blueprint 3 Wanna box me
walls the meaning mushroom lives alone The door is closed and there's no key an idiot god eternal sleep 30 years and a thousand nights closed inside a box
I have Whatchu gon' do to me nigga, scars or scab? Whatchu gon' box me homey? I can dodge a jab Three shots couldn't touch me, thank God for dat I'm
stalk woods for Priest Leave out this laws of Camenites We strive to rise like height But through hate we over-weigh our fate And fall like meteorite,
tongue Come close I'ma sting you, I'm Morpheus' son Part two to The Matrix, I'm atheist Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church Show the beginnin
killing me--thinking that all these niggas See they fly shit--thinking they steven segall an Balling--falling to the wayside when ya try to call I've fallen
clear Be resistant punk face like this This is as real as it gets Same recipe as the dying breed baby Used on U.S. streets so crazy God blessed so I
cheeks C'mon [Chorus - 2X] So this is my favorite song Now sing along when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake
