it hurts me, I hate it when brothers go early. [Chorus: x2] I'll go through life pretending, That time will change the ending [Verse 2: Raekwon] Word
I've gone through life pretending That time will change the ending I've gone through life pretending That time will change the ending Peace to the God
Damn it hurts me, I hate it when brothers go early. [Chorus: x2] I'll go through life pretending, That time will change the ending [Verse 2: Raekwon
Übersetzung: Wu-Tang Clan. Life Changes.
ice, man, two more bottles of Cru', man, word up) [Chorus 2X: Freda Payne sample] I've gone through life pretending That time will change the ending
From the ghetto to the suburbs, I must be heard Niggaz get what niggaz deserve You can put that on my Clan logo, Wu-Tang group or solo Bloody up my next
feat. Ron Isley) "It's true - the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous!" [Method Man] Uh-huh, Mr. Biggs, Track Masters (woo!) It's a Wu-Tang
mugs So grab your eight plus one, start flippin and trippin Niggaz is jettin I'm lickin off son (Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang!!!!) [Verse
{"It's true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang, could be dangerous!"} Uh-huh, Mr. Bigs, Track Masters It's a Wu-Tang official right here you know Yeah, the
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead It's Wu-Tang nigga, ain't nuttin' changed nigga
make y'all iggans melt, F' my record label, I appear courtesy of myself!" I was like "Maaaaaaaan" hahaha, man that boy killed dat And I even used to be bumping Wu-Tang Clan
snake when he least expect Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck Ruler Zig Zag, Zig-Allah jam is fatal Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword
to a snake when he least expect Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck Ruler Zig Zag, Zig-Allah jam is fatal Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword
I bring death to a snake when he least expect Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, jam is fatal Quick to stick my Wu-Tang
sit on my side, we carry nine knives Eighteen strikes from Low Hand, ain't no man Can withstand the blow from the Wu-Tang Clan I answer many questions of life
