Hanging, hanging here crying Slowly I'm dying with tears in my eyes My worlds is turning black And here I die crucified What kind of father are you who
Übersetzung: Ernst. Und Here I Die (zufrieden).
the car me and Baby got the glock and map We thugged out Chorus: repeat 2X I be thugging and it aint no secret I run game so when it rains on me I can peep it I
I did the opposite I know you turnin' in your grave When I pray I know you hear me at night It ain't right but I ain't white And all I got is the street
fallen snow and in your room I saw that you had grown your cotton sheets did lift you by the throat I split the numbers indeed I held my arms outstretched I
pushed and pushed till I would bleed. Not even once did I agree to all the shit they fed me. Could never make a man succeed. And I screamed, and I did
worldly things And how He told me to cut loss the drunks (dross?) and earthly things I know I wanna sin, but dawg I'm born again And by grace He displace
over and over again Just to prove to you, how much I need you here There is nothing that I wouldn't do I cry for you? I lied for you And there's no doubt
I need you here There is nothing that I wouldn't do I'd cry for you I'd lie for you And there's no doubt that if I could take your place in heaven
Man Bows to no lord And pride swells within And thus sickness is sown Soon ripe and all abloom For Lord and Lady, beggar and poor chorus: We have gathered here
s aborted, with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Forty Cals, extended clips, still I ain't scared, Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive, I'm different and I'mma prove it if it take me to
time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin you now before I blow up You know what? I
and barred Searching for truth, where it's hard to find God I play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I'm a lifer Proceed, to turn up the speed,
Life nigga when I do ya I'm going crazy, getting dizzy And then I suffacate a motherfucking breather bring me back I'm telling ya I'm losing it [Chorus
? I'd probably be sprung, addicted to the heat of her tongue and though I don't where we're goin, she's makin me come I've been trained as a boss playa