dimes move hits like nicks On ya mind like all the time On ya station like heavy rotation Used to be on my grind like on the line It's because I'm all on my own
(feat. Nelly)
Übersetzung: Autobahn. On My Own.
m startin' to lose hope it seems everybody's on dope Mama told me to leave 'cause she was broke Sometimes I choke on the indo peepin' out the window alone on my own
over) You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline warriors Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin bout me and my boys Disrespected on
ink on my epidermis Written in my skin later, with rhyming I've been greater Writing lyrics on a piece of paper since a sixth grader With my CD disc player
: Falling through pages of Martens on angels Feeling my heart pull west I saw the future dressed as a stranger love in a space-dye vest Love is an act
CHORUS 8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin, and my 8 album coming, feedin a thousand growling stomachs, freaks... 6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin, and my
Look, my spirit ain't tryin' to see no badness But if the devil interferes I'm going out like Mr. Gladus It's on the weather if my my mood is gloomy or
own When I spit the diamonds in this song I ain't talkin' 'bout the ones that be glowin' I'm talkin' 'bout Roc-a-Fella, my home My chain, this ain't
say, Fuck that dog, I get my own way Niggaz ain't believe me 'till they see me on t.v And seen K freely, gettin' head on the freeway Then passin' up Freeway
connect to the diamonds we own When I speak of Diamonds in this song I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown I'm talkin bout Rocafella, my home, my
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
: [First Verse] If it's on I'll kill my own like a Civil War This EBK, what the fuck should I be civil for? It's over, pour into my bullet tips Split
my way on the free way i will stay on the free way in L.A. I will loose my way on this free way will be my way on the free way I will stay on the free
Oh no, this is probably a parody I'm sure for someone, it's a fake story I can't wear any shoes but my own That's alright, since I can walk like that
Yeah, yeah, yeah We all my Yeah C'mon, c'mon, uh To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uh To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say To all my bitches
