sheep The message sent for his deployment at only twenty-three Promised to be there for a short time His mother looks at photos Passed down from a family
Übersetzung: No Use For A Name. Killing Time.
the sheep The message sent for his deployment at only twenty-three Promised to be there for a short time His mother looks at photos Passed down from a
killed, you gone see him in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditch Every morning dope fiends looking for a fix They sick, fuck it they'll use
girls got time for a quick cup of coffee? I could use a break, my feet are killing me. [Whore #3:] Jesus, we'd like to, but we got a client. Should be
lie to me ? I couldn't find a trace of equality Work me like a slave while they laid back Homie don't play that It's time I lett'em suffer tha payback
bought some justees Have plenty for the cop Who gotta arrest me A front street jump street Den jump out it's a track meet Use to have a 10 speed Now I got a
pre-ordained for you, so there's no side to choose So much like hurricanes you seek to name the cosmic crime To give a war a name is just a way for you
shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a body Got a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a party Got blood in my trunk from a punk who squealed
, only because it was so damn true When I think of your daughter it makes me sad She got a whore for a momma And a bitch ass dad! Dumb ass, hoe ass
my tape was already in 'em Life style of a motha fuckin scalowag Throw a fist if ya throw me a mag I'll use it cuz ya never know I'm packin a gun Straight
like to eye fight Mi nah think such a ting is worth a man's life (CHRIST!) But if a man test my Stuy, I promise he won't like my reply Boom Bye Bye like
this right There?s blankets in back we can use I?ll start the car, but we?ll stay in park A quilt can kill us before fumes Now?s the right time for a
of lines Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick all the time, and get her high [Verse 3: Talib Kweli] Yeah I can't believe this nigga use my name for
for a while, I appreciated what they did for me, but, you know there's a time in every man's life where he gotta make a change, try to move up to the
fort Suddenly my bedroom turns into a court The corpse turns into a judge The judge stares across at a jury that found me guilty A misjudge of character