long hours sneaking around with a belief in the life of our love, like a light at the end at the end of a long tunnel; a struggle fist up! for all
Übersetzung: The Blow. Fists Up.
: [50 Cent] Disrespectful Anything, I let you breathe Now you're dead [Chorus: 50 Cent] There's no room without casualties End up in a wake when you
in a nigga" "Man SHUT the fuck up" "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down" "You see that brick house right there" "That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up
? I noticed there’s so many of them and there’s really not that many of us. Ladies love us and my posse’s kicking up dust. It’s on till the break of dawn
understand?!) To all my Bronx (It's war nigga) To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away) [Verse: B.I.G.] Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips
her ass "catch me if you can" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playing Get gassed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the
her ass \"catch me if you can\" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playing Get gassed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the
Ooooooh yeah, yeah Yeah) Got the devil in you Got the devil in me Play a dangerous tune Come on and dance with thee You got to throw your fists up Shout
town where when you hit a red light you don't stop Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top When an off-duty cop snuck up on him
Man you hit me Yeah you hit me right in the heart Lord I?ve had my deal But I never quite knew how it feels When love makes you wake up soar With fists
I do) (I'm of the)hood (This the remix) And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up) My hood niggas can you feel me(I gave
it ain't been high in weeks Months and years, grew around blunts and beers And older folks playin spades, dealers stayin paid Until they, layin raised on their stomach with their fists
feat. Dr. Dre) [Eminem - Verse 1:] I want you to understand something That when I come up in this bitch, I want them fans jumping I want them fists pumping
rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them And there's really not that many of us. Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust. It's on till the break
pickin' strange places to aim from (Mad Rapper: Man, I bet you 50 bucks you won't jump out the window Shady) (Crash) (Ahhhh!!) Pay me (Madd Rapper) Psych, no way fucked up
it, murder you then come to your funeral Serve this lobbyist, strangle your body then confirm you Whippin human ass, throwin blows crackin jaws Wit my fists