Forgive the prince for awaking rude He heard footsteps near his head Lady luck had made him proud When he spends his stays in bed Making love to the victories
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Übersetzung: Widespread Panic. Kleine Kin.
' touch with all that is real. Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover Never knowin' where ya been. You've been fadin', always out paradin. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin
Losin' touch with all that is real. Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover Never knowin' where ya been. You've been fadin', always out paradin. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin
hang be bout my change Never thought that come closee to home I was wrong Never that my daddy was going away I was wrong Him and my momma went through they little
they got Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser Only plan he had for momma was to f**k her and abuse her Even as a little seed, I could
past records tell a story Picture ni**az we rushin and still bustin til the cops come runnin, duck in abandoned buildings Ditchin my gun, homeboy the motherf**kin
Lord only knows where we'll end up Remember what Pac said Watch the f**kin signs But we wasn't listening Too busy trippin off his shine Now one time for my muthaf**kin
tryin to get stacks of cheddar Muh'f**kers hate cops, wait it ain't gettin better But you keep, tellin us, that it is while your motherf**kin troops keep
: I'm not your boyfriend, baby, I ain't your cute little sex toy, I'm not your lion or your tiger, Won't be your nasty little boy, I'm not your boyfriend
:] I see police on the crooked I Doing a 100 on the Interstate 95 My shawty leanin blasting that Do or Die Pushin that motherf**kin wood cause we certified
we takin' over, one city at a time Listen! Birdman dead, and I'm number one Nigga came at me wrong so we got him done F**kin' with the family I'ma give
: (Performed at the end of the Jagged Little Pill era) After a year like this one I'm surprised I do not hate your guts And, After a year like this
christenin'. (Tupac) Muthaf**kin Biggie Smalls! (Kane) What you gonna do with it Tupac? (Tupac) Yeah where the muthaf**kin thugs at? Throw your motherf**kin
it up, sellin my kin folk and the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can hook it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no
simple then, we all kin And black-skinned, original Don set the trend Let's be men, if not for us, then for the babies The little ones the revolution
Lets take it to the bridge ... ) [Bridge] Girl you feel right (Feel right) Make me feel like... (feel like...) I wanna do a little somethin (do a little
