acts around me (SHADOW) Lousy ass mutts with no nuts, who you fooling Your ass will get her ass we stay bashing and moving Ask any who in who's running
Übersetzung: Mr. Shadow. Wer will Roll.
Übersetzung: Mr. Shadow. Wer.
am the latest word Biotch [Chorus x2: Mr. Shadow] Who drops them gangsta hits and don't quit (Quit) Who makes them haters split with real shit (Shit) Who
t stop Keep goin' [Verse: Tupac] Now i've been called crazy To fade me is not possible I give a fuck What you thought or who you brought with you A Bad
's who used to rock in Washington Square Park Now Guiliani got it locked after dark, so he mastered the art Of livin the death, shadow is a, nuff of a
Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new cat is back worth top dollar In fact touch mines and i'll react Like a rock wilder Who pull the late We
I blow back off the map, contact You didn't know Stat' could get down like that Who want them test rocket launcher, YES Mr. Meth, hold the fort, most
my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle And snap back and battle my own shadow cus ya'll
looks a lot like you do A little powdered poison in your tea Electricity, invisible to see, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. E A malfunction, who would
his knees (x2) And forever the man in the coat Will cast his shadow among those who know the tale of the gangster who shot all his demons for good Then
: [VERSE 1:] None a dem pussy deh cyah call Mr. Palmer informer, send him to di balmer Dis Kartel ah go get murder like yuh father, real life war unnuh
in the rain A business woman had to smooth for the correct spelling of her name A skinhead who lead a fierce biker gang Involved in white slavery and Mr
Send their battered dreams to Heaven To Heaven For the mother's restless son Who is a witness to, who is a warrior Who denies his urge to break and run Who
The distant echo of far away voices boarding far away trains To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever The glazed, dirty
straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle And snap back and battle my own shadow
next one to die Boom biddy bye bye Ohh, as simple as they come as as simple as they die Boom biddy bye bye Yo, who told the boy, to pack a forty-five
