you A smile sets me reeling, a kiss feels like stealing Your love is like heroin This addict is mellowing I can't pretend that I'm tough Just a little is enough
Übersetzung: Wer, der. A Little Is Enough.
go, And the grass is wet, Like my old speedboat, This is where I've been, In the sleepin' tent, All your diamonds shine, What a feel good time, Gotta add a little
a goner Cuz I Eat up tracks Like Hannibal and Dahma I'm the first one out, and last one on the cOrner This life is a hustle any day you be a goner P89
of them boys is witcha' When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture I'm walking with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin'
hear him talk You little bitch Tryin' to jump off like its a promotional stunt Seven days before your album drop huh..you little bitch Order of protection From who? Who
as a mother... one who eats her young! VELMA Locked up with all these Lowlife women EDNA And horizontal stripes Ain't exactly slimmin' AMBER Is there anybody here Who
And drink a little bit of... Red wine, mistakes, apologies Red wine, headaches, mythology Now who is the king of the sky Jupiter says oh me oh my oh why Is
paint a pretty picture the sun is clouded but we'll find our way home casting shadows on the pavement, dancing toe to toe is this all you are is this
Mama, I'm still thuggin, the world is a war zone My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways
your head nigga, don't let inside action Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards Little homies puttin work for stripes But is it worth your life a
If ya ready for a nigga hit me (Hooooooo!) X3 Stop fronting motherfucker let them thangs go Yes some of you niggas are bitches too Little square motherfuckers trying to get to who
Bitches, cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies Keep yo', enemies close nigga, watch yo' homies It seemed a little unimportant
childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry A damn shame, when will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguements with my Boo is
: [Tupac speaking] Yo Law! Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one? Yeah Mr. Fuck-a-cop is back and I still dont't give a fuck you know
in the back seat But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend My homie panicked ("I'm out") he tried to run (Freeze nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the
're representin the crew And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller, money went
income is more than His pension, salary and then some Your daughter is my number one fan And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man So who's the mac in fact who
