all just passing through passing through, passing through sometimes happy, sometimes blue glad that I ran into you tell the people that you saw me passing through passing through, passing through
Übersetzung: Kind Of Like Spitting. Passing Through.
re all just passing through passing through, passing through sometimes happy, sometimes blue glad that I ran into you tell the people that you saw me passing through passing through, passing through
Baby you got) Some kind of control on me Feels like you got a hold on me (Baby you got) My imagination running wild Infatuated with your physical, damn, I like
watch the pastor pray God forbid You don't know how hard it is Me and my brother we didn't come up like no Cosby kids We got together like "Man we got
shit, homeboy, you should of seen me I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD Straight passed-out on his mother's bed With seven cans of brew going through
than once Fake thugs talk about guns, get they studder on, The only toast they pack is the kind you put butter on, I see through they image, like lingerie
And I all my groups like kill? 'Cause that's where the money's at honey Yeah, the industry's filled with copycats R n' B mixed with sloppy raps Tribes like
the kind of brainstorm I get So when the wind starts blowing, sh-t, talking about goin' in? Goin' insane's more like it! Wizard of words when he he spits
taxes So if you follow the game, you might catch this Act like an activist, you know, active Nigga like me just has to spit acid Sucker like you just
, primera, la colona es mi guerra Homegirl just like luggage Fuck it, stuck with a steelo that you feel though Once it's gotta be true, but it's for real though just like
coloña es mi guerra Homegirl just like luggage Fuck it, stuck with a steelo that you feel though Once it's gotta be true, but it's for real though just like
real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna
my fathers that fathered, hold your head up for starters Teach your toddlers, not to be thieves and robbers This that other kind of rap, that leads to true hip hop There's other kinds
Pimp up through the Pimp up through the red see like moses the coldest phenomenon Let me take ya to the place where giliteen dreams And triple beams
much love And I got my mind twisted off kind bud I'm screaming out Dirty thug Sipping on the Cognac with the hardest buzz So tell me what it was What it be like
It's like shedding your skin And throw your clothes out the window Oh, face the person within It's like dying in public It's like learning to fly Leaving
they?ll scatter like quail Off down the freeway in the teeth of a gale Silent and shattered And numb to the core They count themselves lucky They got through
