You can't hold me down Don't wanna be pushed around Why ya'll wanna stress me for? Can't a young man have fun anymore? Been to more places than you ever
Übersetzung: US3. Sie können sich nicht Hold Me Down.
: [chorus:] You can't hold me down Don't wanna be pushed around Why ya'll wanna stress me for? Can't a young man have fun anymore? Been to more places
[chorus:] You can't hold me down Don't wanna be pushed around Why ya'll wanna stress me for? Can't a young man have fun anymore? Been to more places
bologna You can't come around here 'cause ya phony Now keep it movin, move around, get off me Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip) Now keep
just been hard with me on the road and shit... You doin you, it's just like... I ain't really feelinq it no more you know? Look, just call me back Hey Check me
here reppin' they hood You don't even wear ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the assault
He died for us, that's an abundance of grace! Without Him, you won't know we're fast, like you're runnin' in place. Plus, if you can't tell, I've been
meat on his back like a back seat you can catch me like a taxi on the back street but god chooses to save us mayne pull us out and rep his name plus
us in trouble But you you always stay down for a nigga so that's why I love you Reminiscing needing tissues Fighting over childish issues, swear I can't live with you
you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs?
my ghetto intrumental, Dextrimental to kids. As if they can't see the misery in which they live. Lately, for the outcome, damn I'm reckless. Check it. You don't
ain't easy, being me Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free (repeat 3X) Verse Two: 2Pac I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while
. But We Grow. We All Grow. We're Made To Grow. You Either Evolve, Or You Disappear. [Chorus:] I Reminisce On Tha Fast Times Can't Explain, Just What Attracts Me
you wanna fuck with me now? I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a while is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me? Whoa...if money's gonna make
Help us, help us, 68! Who do you appreciate? The one that's singin' you a sweet song, Or the one that's feedin' you ding-dong? 'Cause I can't sing too
baby don't stop!] [Verse 3: Thrill Da Playa] Shake it, baby, don't stop On the dance floor or on the table-top And you're aaight! See if you can make
feel like talkin, don't wanna hear you love me (Nah mean!) Baby (Yes!) do you understand me (Yes!) I can't do a thing without you (Damn we missing you