don't know if you If you can trust me If you can't trust me There's nothing more to say If you can't trust me Get out of my way! If I tell you something
Übersetzung: Monsters des Mittags. Wenn Sie sich nicht Trust Me (Live).
it (yes indeed yes indeed) Check it out.. (Verse 1) Baby Gangsta motherfucker -- fake nigga head bussa If I don't know ya dont trust ya If I don't trust
me Into a monster, I can't believe they burn me! I showed you love, they showed me hate! - They burn me! Now I'm heartless, your pain don't concern me
don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you My girl cousins, they gon' rock you [Chorus
yeah) [Verse One: Big Boi] Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block Didn't have to break a steerin column, didn't have to cook a rock
society and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch! [chorus] Don't you think
darts, you can't duck my No tellin which Clan man you got struck by Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly You can't
your shit I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you My girl cousins, they gon' rock you
keep alive rituals that prove their worth Search for systems we can trust Rhythms we can lock into This is madness, salvage teams can't bandage Hope
rednecks up in the mountains'll try to slay you They call me Raspy, tell you what I want you to know Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't, want me
ain't lying y'all, Monster for money for mine y'all if I wasn't getting money, I'd do time dog. You'd never see the nine fall, big house, wood floors,
to society and y'all done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you bust we bust In God we trust but we paying at dusk, biatch! Don't you think this
's on blades I been scuffling years, you honor I swear the God I wanna do for my kids, you honor If you was me then you would see how it is, you honor
tell the truth it excites me I scream it out Sick wid' it ain't a bitch that can get wid' it Admit it I'm that bitch you can't live wid' it And I'ma
lives At first it seems so sweet And then you wake up next to a monster Day three, I haven't had anything for three days now This withdrawal is killing me
