I am obliged to believe It's all in vain Break my back for you everyday It's all insane Break my back Ahah You pledge your innocence to me I am obsessed
Übersetzung: No Fun At All. Break My Mind.
lay in bed and sleep out in the sun Reading books and playing crazy music just for fun You know it makes feel so fine and puts my mind at ease to
eighteen, burn my will when I go Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew Smoke a blunt for
we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind and we continue growin... [2Pac] ...One day at a time. Damn
hard on. Still down? Met ya standin at a bar full of black dudes. Said ya wanna see my scars and my tatooes. When we head for my hideout, act right
died That's when my momma started gettin high My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive All our homies livin short lives, I couldn't cry Told my
my side Talking, laughing and making friends Making fun of me too He can do whatever he wants I don't mind, but he pretends Not to see what I go through Ziggy, my
any other candidate We?ll pretend we?re walking home ?cause your future?s at stake My set is amazing, it even smells like a street There?s a bar at the
conversation, all or nothin before we lose it? You remember - it's all words like music Came at a time I needed soothin, soul body and mind At times I
Turning all that pain in to blame and hate Living on your own by twenty one Not a single care and having fun Consuming all the life in front of you
from baghdad What's going through my mind Half time when I rhyme While blowing on my Bagpipes from baghdad Somebody turn the vacancy sign on Cause I'm gone Blowing on my
mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Close your mind, go, close your mind Go, go, break
you stay. Go, go before you break my heart go before I go down on my knees and beg you "Please don't go" go, go before the teardrops start don't you know, at
: [feat. Luckyiam] [Grieves:] Well I spend a lotta time lookin at the ground With my hands out infront of me and my head in the clouds It ain't typical
: Alley cats hoes mane Strictly entertainment(strictly entertainment) For all my street bitches out there(all my street bitches) Real spit(real spit) [
grows So it's another all night to call dawn and though I got you on my mind I know your roll call I should take it as a sign and forget it all but
