with the truth And I'm right in my mind Given some of the time Maybe never So I walk in these shoes When I feel it's the blues If it ain't it will do
Übersetzung: Kings X. Schuhe.
si mi loose And mi confuse But wi done reach a France Shoot di ball from wi shoes How dem a come read di X-News Dem nu know seh a so bad man move
roller in her head Still a cutie though, I'll never let her go She's worth the wait, I know My heart, has never felt this way, she's the one, what else
the flow it can be sickening Only a few are chosen for the reckoning It's Rastafari's world that unno living in And it's a lion's jungle unno visiting
refuse if you know how to use it Just stop playing that ugly drug music [Chorus:] Thirteen steps lead down Thirteen steps lead down There's commoners and kings And everyone's
there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I
my bloodtype 6 kids, fucked up hoe Yo, traces of my bloodtype was found all over Jimmy Hendrix good tall I spilled blood on some of Elvis's blue sway shoes I guess that's
to the rhythm I'm looking at the man in the mirror and he's looking right back I got one thing to ask, "Who's Bad" Yep you can't do it like me Break it
with the tool down to act a fool birds in the living room it's like atlanta zoo Lions, tigers, minks crocs and gators for my shoes monkey nigga's in my
got bows but my arm's about a one-six My fuckin legs, lookin like tooth picks some times I can't deal got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill put
s fuckin you Fuck the police and the 5-0 too Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe Fuck everybody inside Whoever's on the cover, fuck his mother Fuck your little brother's
: Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? [1st Verse- Violent J] Fat Sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing
He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Chorus] "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah
the glock by the ball Servin up a jab and workin security 6 to 6 Then it's straight from the block to the mall Now what's on the wall? Go ahead and treat
s a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made
out like YO! Who the fuck you with Flash the juice 'cause that's the rule Damn I like a girl who spend a little cash for her shoes *** Natural - Can
Martin Luther King, he preached peace They still got him, like the West-East beef Finally that shit is rotten Place your self in the shoes of a people's