will meet your defeat To make my mission complete Chorus 2X As the weed burns kid I'mma make it in life As the weed burns kid I'mma make it in life
Übersetzung: Die Group Home. Make It In Life.
so you will meet your defeat To make my mission complete [Chorus x2] As the weed burns kid I'mma make it in life As the weed burns kid I'mma make it
on my chedda They remember me forever The groundwork I put in Make my lifestyle better... and better I like the fuckin street Right in them phantom lights Montana life
it a shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?" Standing around. Good people, oh yeah! They all regard themselves as good people and they are full of "ain't it
I am within a five mile radius From the night life, bright lights, and the craziness Yeah, we live it up, so give it up For-For-For-What? The urban life
know I had fucked up, it was a one time thing So take all the time you need in this life And if you let me do it over, I promise to do it right [Chorus
gorgeous!! your gonna look beautiful in the finale. Do it with me come on now. work it out work it out and pop it! oh! cushy tear awkward moment time
you actin' hard headed It's a man's world, baby girl, don't forget it But what's a thug without his ladybug, I must respect it I know a woman's worth,
back home The old me is dead and gone dead and gone (T.I.) Ever had one of dem days u wish woulda stayd home Run into a group of niggas getting they
and telephones, to make the unknown known Before sticks and stones broke bones We was conquerin', Roman gold robes Kidnapped, naked away from home, now
deal and Fly won't fake it Take it how you wanna take it Flizy gonna tell what God lizuv (love) to make sure Flizy make it Push and shove and people love it
home for incurable tyrants and kings And they can appear tothemselves every day on closed circuit t.v. to make sure they're still real It's the only
way back home The old me is dead and gone dead and gone (T.I.) Ever had one of dem days u wish woulda stayd home Run into a group of niggas getting they
back I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater And make Government officials breath harder than Dark Vader Its the chicken & the beer that make
we at the crib it's Two for the money that's the life I live Kiss me, kiss her, now kiss each other It's a trip the way ya'll make these chicks twist
Put copper to di heatwell Nah tell 24's under di wheel well it running real well We make Reggae bigger than Rock & Roll We mek it bigga dan Hip Hop &
the tour, man What it be like, man? Yo, bust it, turn me up Somebody told me if you can make in New York City, man, you can make it anywhere else, man
