the box I just want the strong one Not the one who counts and talks And if you roll the sleeves up on your shirt I'll take you at your word Doc's flicking at
Übersetzung: Quotenvergleich. At Your Word.
born My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born
touch, play the game nigga All out warfare, eye for eye Last words to a bitch nigga, "WHY YOU LIE?!?" Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
all they will ever show So the ones in the west Will never move east And feel like they could be at home Dem get tricked by the beast But a where dem
me-feelin like I got you niggas crazy, i like Against all odds up with my dogs mothafuckas now It'll be the realist shit I ever wrote Against all odds
back, take a step back) It's all big talk until something happens The words mean nothing til they're followed by actions Keep your mouth moving but your
better call the cops, this isn't a rap, this is a clock? You better call.. I hate your mom! God damn, I wished your dad wear condoms!
the bait at heaven's gates Mastered by pastors snatching collection plates from section eight The apples from Adam, but you had 'em stuck in your throat
they will ever show So the ones in the west Will never move east And feel like they could be at home Dem get tricked by the beast But a where dem ago
yours "It's yours!" The world is yours Everbody in Mount Vernon, the world is yours "It's yours!" Long Island, the world is yours "It's yours!" Staten
: I know that you think you're no good at this I've seen how your tongue gets tied in a twist Trying to make sense of everything you feel inside I know
a million yourself You niggaz must've got a deal for your health Your cd is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf I spend big, at any time I can start
not, say we not remote at all Roger that, scholars back, solid black, go God Gobble Gats, go hard, condom snapped, so raw Pompous asshole, flash flow, turn your
cruise See what the better vet, could do, to you undouche you three groups, four punkses at a time I box two and knock em out at the drop of a dime [
A couple different broads The youngest in charge Live is just a game I'm weighin' out the odds They say it ain't the hand deal but how you play your cards
full metal jacket clips And know how to put it in you Surrender your goods and your merchandise For no purchase price, I'm certainly a heist For your
your third eye before I lose ya Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often narrow margin, of your odds to
