. It got us thinkin' against the grain, thoughts fading to gray. Against the grain; we were never, we were never the same. One look was all it took to
Übersetzung: Über Sie. Think Against The Grain.
faded. It got us thinkin' against the grain, thoughts fading to gray. Against the grain; we were never, we were never the same. One look was all it took
other Even into one grain that'll strip us If you've done evil, then I guess you're missing it It'll be the over-taker, the architecture What I could
: [Hook:] Well I think I'm going out of my head Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, I think I'm, think I'm, think I'm.... Life's a bitch then you
my wood grain say, "Fuck P.O." (Okay!) And I'll prove it when I redline a buck-three-oh Hoes wit it, but never gave a fuck befo' I'm frontin a hundred
through the night fool we strike Yeah that's right Cause when it really goes down Funk mode all through the town Bitch you gots to stay paid till you go against the grain
I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed
even know what you did, you did, you did But I love it Don't care what nobody say 'Cause I like it, girl Might go crazy tryna figure this out, love But I like it
Ain't got no time for no haters Just live your life, hey No tellin' where it'll take ya Just live your life, oh (Joss, we did it again homie) 'Cause
gain, Makes it hard to see the fall[?], like driving in the rain, It's evident, it'll never change, So Imma turn left and go against the grain, Bridge
You wouldn't know how deep it was, we all did shit together Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew and then step to The next cue, let's do it again
grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain Sip-sippin? tha barre, grippin? tha grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain They got you thinking Houston
' [unverified], yes D.O., my wood grain say, "Fuck P.O." (Okay) And I'll prove it when I red line a buck three, oh Hoes wit' it but never gave a fuck
' all over my body? Yeah, I like that sweat drippin' all over your body You like that sweat drippin' all over my body It's summertime and I'm back again
cream And fuck the worl 'cause it ain't what it seems ya heard? It ain't the same baby, shit done changed baby New Orleans bitches live against the grain
