Another time, another place Real life Another child has lost the race Real life Another time, another place Real life Your time, your price Real life Another time, another place
Another time, another place We lie Another child has lost the race We lie Another time, another place We lie Your time, your price We lie Another time, another
Another time, another place Real life Another child has lost the race Real life Another time, another place Real life Your time, your price Real life Another time, another
Übersetzung: U2. Another Time, Another Place.
nigga I'ma die for mine I ain't lyin.. I do what the fuck I gotta do Shoot who I gotta shoot if ya outside my crew Numbers 2-2-6, lotta buster playa hate
a fuck, NIGGA! A fuck is a fuck, HOE! (A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Marquis, kick that shit!) [Verse 2:Brother Marquis] F-U-C-K-I-N-G, (Yeah!) I'm fuckin
: Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured And just looked at the whole situation Cause once u look at it You know (really do) They don't give
2Pac, Makaveli, still breathing Yeah... [Verse 1: Tupac] Picture perfection The object of a nigga affection Partners of passionate sex A place
and shatter your whole block If you chatter a whole lot The young boss, another book, another pen, another song, another win Another kill, another sin
day just around the corner sucha surprise a beautiful angel materialized time stood still face to face i'm sure we met at another time and place (met at another time and place
place where you layin, you know, same shit every nigga done in his life, I livin this why (??), speak long (??), what I blow when I write, so why, should I, ever fear another
demon, don't forget to count ya blessings In my brain, aeroplane, atmosphere, you might panic Get at me another time, another place, a different planet
Suckas getting jealous, J-E-A-L-O-U-S But I'll knock your ass out like my man Joe Louis I'm never fakin' titles I'm takin' Money I'm makin' and hearts I'm breakin' U
them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin? that Your shit loop like a bowl of soup And every time
