[Jenkins/Stevenson) Well, boy, I saw that face again today On another stranger's humbled stumbling frame I had to think to keep my Helping hands to myself
Übersetzung: Only Living Witness. Schnecke.
sell me your soul, and live the life.. (of a ghetto star) [Verse Two: Nutso] I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin game tight Mug niggaz, slug
trenches tryin to reach it big (ah-ha!) On another rapper's dick who don't represent where you live (DUMMY!) Know you're annoyed but don't make the mistake
Dig? With a bitch You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big On another rapper's dick Go on represent where you live Know you annoyed But don't
'Cause every move you make, I'ma throw a slug And hope you choke blood, nigga on every breath you take Not to be broke, 'cause Coldchain fate witness
Why they ain't give us a cure for aids? Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days? Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the
so my shit won't jam, God forbid if my shit do Run behind a tree, fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body Mainly in your brain tissue, witness from
bangin a classic And if that beef on the street - hate you enough, blow out ya brain in ya casket Don't you love this drug element? Where slugs crush
Why they ain't give us a cure for aids Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days Why you screamin' like it's slug, it's only the hawk
? But now it's time to finish ya Blood sport, I heard you on life support But I'ma make sure that you don't take the witness stand in court Afternoon
only got one life to live like the soaps So before they take mines I'm puttin glocks to they throats Kerplow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug
of no muthafucka, my name Willie, my name Willie I don't give a fuck who you is nigga, fuck what you got I don't give a fuck how you live shawty, fuck
blood 'til the death, now aim for the sky My four blow fo show, fo doe, for only It's money, drugs and hot slugs you know bleek Squeeze hammers t'il
of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x) I was once in the land where things would never go right There lived
bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club but only a real
all live, Pentium Plus and Benz wagons Mahdi, believe me it do ring bells If you saw me do dirt you won't live to tell I've done lived in a cell, did
the same position I live in No oil and hot water, just boiling hot water Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water, shit But Who Am I [ad libs] [Juelz Santana] I lived
