shoes. I'll just hope you stay close to me. I don't ever want to wake up with out you, by my side I'll just hope you stay close to me
Übersetzung: Jahre nach, die verweht. Stay Close.
those shoes. I'll just hope you stay close to me. I don't ever want to wake up with out you, by my side I'll just hope you stay close to me
we even deep in the trenches So many killings it's senseless So in this life I lead, I stay protected By God, my squad, and this thing in my palm
: [2Pac] Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby Aight f**k it, we gone flip some new s**t now You heard "All Eyez on Me," ni**az know what time it is (Makaveli
spend time with you, I feel blessed When you gone feel tha pain so strong deep in my chest When i got arrested, came so close to goin to jail throwin
my own sorrow, but I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow I'll be one tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow,
I gotta run, I'm on the run But they tried to make me stay, they showed me two hooters a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like
knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by
the chain Tell 'em fake trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane See I ain?t dead or in jail, I can?t complain And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
death...here...gone...Yo If I should die don't cry my niggas just ride my niggas bust bullets in the sky my niggas And when I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
ugly sky You've been lying by But they meant you, dance under the moonlight Do what you think is the sum Of the flesh and blood Above there's small birds gone
in my head put my mind to the test Time to reflect on the shit I did wrong By this time tomorrow ill be gone I still don't give a fuck And I have no remorse
it's nice through the whole year, You should see what the hoes wear, Water so clear , so nice It ain't fair, yo but listen here, Stay for some food
bring it I'ma put your bitch ass in that Gangsta lean, If you play hard then they gone find you in the trunk straight foul, Cuz you got done up by that
kill you, you bastard, try any of that! Even a whore who has gone to the bad Won't be had by a rat! [BAMATABOIS] By Christ you'll pay for what you've
