Übersetzung: Mittel. Dies sind die Worte.
This is The last thing these are The words Here in your heart these are the words This is The last thing These are, these are The words These Are the words
: these useless hanging ropes are there to stumble hear the silence in these words and stay with me the machines coming mean with a better life in between
Hoe Teas And Nigga Im Still Breathin Even Though My Dollars Are Green I Rap For The Kids Thats To Poor To Waste Eggs On Halloween Im Gettin Swallow Clean My Habits Are
my heart I hate these suicide emotions that are left As I feel your tears I bleed for you Please stop this, stop this crying onto me Your words are just
t think I'm going back this time (you are the enemy, you are the enemy) Just to much shit been said to much real shit been said (you are the enemy, you are
mislead me, the calm I feel means a storm is swelling; there's no telling where it starts or how it ends. Speak to me, why are you building this thick
I have comfort hearing a view in your repentant But let not these teachers hinder you when u given Churches are eager to help in ways that are for natural
good news) How we were far from God with no peace We can?t lie, dog we?ve been filed (been filed) Cats might even know us as Gentiles In other words we are
m givin' to you The time is yours, it's yours VERSE 3 These are my last words, this is my last phrase These are my last thoughts, these are my last days
still in all I thank God for the light He's given y'all I haven't ceased praying for you daily while in these prison walls But these are some of the reasons
don't mean I don't love you even though I might be trippin harder this is not from the heart I need you to know sometimes I say things I really don't mean
Roam Til I Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home I Had Fun But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To Rewind These Ordinary Words I
nigga Touch me here, I'll get bigger While I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver I'm game tight Love fucking bitches in the same night My words are
ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, we Outlawz on the Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes [2Pac] Repetitive blows are
written for the young and dumb that wasn't born My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to
pedal now we high speeding With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing Up the way I seen him slow down Shit!! I think I'm gonna bust these
s about niggaz and bitches, power and money, riders and punks. Which side are you on? *gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground* These niggaz is still