my fate you give no guarantees There's no promise I can keep I can't stand, I can't see my way I feel blind on my feet I can't stay too long Am I wrong
Übersetzung: Love Spit Love. Am I Wrong?.
Übersetzung: Sister Hazel. Love Spit Love - Am I Wrong?.
lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at
why you like me? huh? you like the way I spit? oh, I hit your girlfriend, she told you 'bout the dick? nah for real, am I the type that you wanna roll
real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit'? platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it that I could blow
I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face split The smell of victory love it so much I can taste it I spot my target
throne I am the beast Feed me rappers or feed me beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain
For now I am gone Gone, for now I am gone [x's 2] (For now I am gone, for now I am gone, For now I am gone, for now I am... gone [x's 2]) [Krayzie Bone
myself Sometimes, yes I do I try so hard to love myself but mostly I hate you A zombie jerk without a will You'd better surface now I know I am the king
weirdos stay and listen Fittin in, I'm just not with it Am who I am, and I love it live it W-e-I-to the r-d Am I normal? hardly Nerdy, loser, stoner,
] I am the beast Feed me rappers or feed me beats I am untamed, I need a leash I am insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain
speaker Dear, while I freak this world premier Seducing her, loosen up with a little freestyle Wait, am I losing ya? Am I making you look bad? Well I
territory I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for me You will well inform me, I am well aware that I don't belong here
worse when I go back to the basics You go say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of victory, love it so much I can taste it I spot my target
pocket where the Bentley car keys at Bitch I need that, bitch I need that, bitch I need that, keys at, bitch I need that, bitch I need that
brain [Necro] I get impatient like a long bid - get so vexed I hit the wrong kid Shit gets awkward, like I'm on a drug an' I can't get off it Blank out
what I think? (I think they've lost their minds) They say success breeds envy I guess it's just the penalty of leadership I guess I'm what niggaz wanna