now now I think that I must give it up (give it up) Insight pow my life just needs another cut (Chorus:) I said I'm giving up I'm giving up what I
Prevod: Big D And The Kids tabela. To Giving Up.
load up the big macs We hate the law so we break it Loyal to this life there's no way to escape it You either make it or you take it If the game's in
and snip that wait a minute You here that Yeah It's alive I just gotta wake it up Hand me that rock and lime Pour it in the cup and give it to his ass
like it don't matter How does it feel? Bink bitch How does it feel? It probably feels wack Ladies and gentlemen How does it feel? Phat or Wack? How
let the bullets fly? If you know you ain't gon' use it, why you pull it why? Do you really wanna kill me and do time? And leave ya kids and ya girlfriend
from us, me, and NARCS And then my, legend would grow on the A-train line where rappers would gather to see my blowin nicks and dimes It was me, Big Pete, Tanya, and
is when I burn a tech And it ain't nutttin' like gettin' ya head slittin' ya wig And the fed find you buried with your bitch and her kids It was rough comin' up
WAKES UP. CARLY: (SLEEPY) SAM? HEY, SAM? WAKE UP! CARLY PUTS HER FOOT ON SAM?S FACE AND SHE WAKES UP. SAM SITS UP AND YAWNS. SAM: WHAT TIME IS IT?
it nigga (If it ain't a freak show) It ain't a freak show Ya know what I'm sayin'? (Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up) Don't go (You know
the house so I know I ain't alone And we can chop it up about this messed up system Homies that's been killed, how we always gonna miss them? It's almost
your out of touch. Prechorus: It's right, It's wrong, somone's always telling me, It's right, It's wrong, somone's always telling me, It's right, It
dirt lips taken all size and shape they can start at 9 and cover any age burn it, bleach it, nair it or just masking tape, just get rid of it all it's
they don't give up, on me when small things grab on and they try to weigh me down, i reach to pull, cause my life's a grip and that grip is what keeps
're a bunch of dressed up fucking rats. you get anything you want, mommy's dressed up fucking runt. you're fucking lounging in daddy's fucking mansion. and
I was a kid and only 10 now He used to skank it up like I never ever saw This Tommy kid yeah he fucking had it all Black boots flight jacket bicked
shut your face and give it a rest (Piss off) Why don't you shut your face and blow it out your ass Pick it up Your voice gets louder every week every
started life with a checklist and the first was not giving in like you you're burned out asking which half is me you don't have to dress up it
