in I'm always walking away from open doors Everything's going to be alright Just listen to what you're told You believed in the best of me I'll stay
Übersetzung: Die ganz nach unten. Best Of Me.
closing in I'm always walking away from open doors Everything's going to be alright Just listen to what you're told You believed in the best of me I
under me, They bitches come to me, They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see, Bomb First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed, Niggaz is playa
m barely breathin Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded You tried to play me now homicide
paper stack when I'm filthy Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me I'll get down, southsides the hood
out and drop down low now Look out and drop down low now Look out and drop down low now Look out and drop down low now Look out and drop down low now
style, let me show you how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit
Gang Wanna bang, bang Get down for my thang Then change it back to size Higher when I realize Tired of all the lies, surprise Traveled down the sides
me go forth and go on Blew up called me cherry bomb Changed my hair from blonde Mad cause I can go investigate the whole Gucci line Let me live niggas
hah hah hah hah hah hah" [Yeah, yeah, y'know Tranquilise, tranqulise] Yeah, yeah Yo Ghostface! {*echoes*} [c'mon] Raekwon! {*echoes*} Meth! {*echoes*} [Raekwon] See me
no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak Tell me what would you do if they killed your best friend
and walk on It's giant crows swoopin at me, got me, carry me on I cut it's claws, with the hatchet, I keep in my hand Even in hell, you best believe
glocks at me then cop a plea A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea Deep depths makes rappers salted Weak rappers asses I cracks my foot, off in Lay down
fever i guess its fully loaded, ah yes, bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha 50 g's to the crap shooter, niggas can't fade me chrome socks
appear to me so evidently. And all this while people ignored me from 5 minutes of glory. To end of story didn't feel me nor cared much for me. Please
down in perfect layers If adgetated, then my melody moves wildly Niggas that doubt me don't know nothin' about me Without me, rap would be weak wit'out a beat, but it got me
spot What we did when we got hot Is you dreaming you had me? Is you creaming your panties? Like a king, fed me grapes, and you fanned me On the couch