in hopes that I might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenant less and bare And I reached up for the sky, but it always seemed so
Übersetzung: Kraftstoff. Es ist dazu gekommen.
streets in hopes that i might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenantless and bare And i Reached up for the sky, but it always seemed
the streets in hopes that i might find it there But all my buildings stared back at me tenantless and bare And i Reached up for the sky, but it always
my back I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who trip
more, Where will this lead to and what is this good for? Poor World, Poor World. Concrete's rising up, where yearerday was park you heard the Robin's
burbs we light the herb every night, Turnin' the mic just warmin' up, so quit your queefin', it's girly I making a 30 g's it's early walkin' all weekend
feat. Knowledge] Yeah, check it. It's my life. It's my life. I can't go every day with being sober. It gets kind of hard trying to cope With this devil
: Yeah, check it. It's my life. It's my life. I can't go every day with being sober. It gets kind of hard trying to cope with this devil on my shoulder
destruction we're gonna be just fine... Put passion to this pen in hopes of something beautiful But there's nothing pure that ever could or ever would come of this What's
hovering further athwart a leafy cower A shelter for those whose time's wind make them wither And therefore they chose to guide this time-wind hither
to do But some say that I'm takin' it to the X-treme I'm higher, than a thumb tac on a flyer Of Reeba Macintyre in the hood it's all good It's understood
charge Won't get away w/out lodging a dollar Shall I say it again aloud, you get the point No food w/out fuel's gain I'll be, the irish loud unleashed
point it will stop, All I got to do is point to the spot, When the bomb drops boy does it drop, And when it does boy there's a problem, [Chorus] [Verse
And look where it's at Middle America, now it's a tragedy Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty havin this happenin (this happenin).. then attack
back at it In the same exact pattern What the fuck is the matter with us We can't figure out if it's Lust or it's love What's sad is what's attracting
it and will never referee in it Every minute so when I win it you never resent it I'm forever demented, come up with funk, I'll never be scented You got
world That ever danced upon the razor's edge I don't need to pour more fuel on the fire But if that's what you want come on So come on and tear me down
