find me sober, it ain't over 'till it's over - yeah Yeah, all my soldiers get your march on Shit, ain't no stoppin' in this bitch Shadow with my dawg
Prevod: Mr Shadow. To še ni konec.
'll never find me sober, it ain't over 'till it's over - yeah Yeah, all my soldiers get your march on Shit, ain't no stoppin' in this bitch Shadow with
Keep your eye on the Lo where Mr. 'Cause we comin' with hammers and drivers With the buddahs and rugars and shot cruisers and rovers Diamond crooks takin' it over
the shadows Ready for battle, ain't tryin' to hear the baffled Warriors lined up in full war gear In it to win it if it goes on for years Dedicated
the shadows Ready for battle, ain't tryin' to hear the baffled Warriors lined up in full war gear In it to win it if it goes on for years Dedicated to
yeah [Mr. Shadow] If your ass wants to live another day Get the fuck out of my way when I lyricly slay Bring it on all my foes Mr. Shadow be the one
[Mr. Shadow] Quivole Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob Viscious Man Funk on the boards Coming at you for the 98 And it won't stop Check It [Mr. Shadow] It is I
hits Giving it till you whores can't stand, giving it till your heart quits It's open, hoping for another chance Fuck that fat hyna, it's ain't over till
[Mr. Shadow] If your ass wants to live another day Get the fuck out of my way when I lyricly slay Bring it on all my foes Mr. Shadow be the one killing
this fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it And so they rather hate it because they just can't fade it Gang related, situated, now I'm
[Mr. Shadow] Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF On the board for the 98 and it won't stop Check It [Mr. Shadow] It is I the unfadable lyricist Bringin mad
strike ya in jaw Ain't no time tell yo mama that you love her anymore Ain't no callin on your homies, ain't no callin on the Lord Somebody shoulda told
me over and over You've tried to tie me down Why don't you step out of the shadows? Dare to roll the dice Let it roll and don't you push me around Don
briddicks anyone who ain't feeling my shiddit can suck my diddick you need to quit it, if you ain't spittin' more than 50 bars per minute cause you ain't
Anyone who ain't feeling my shidit can suck my didick You need to quit it, if you ain't spittin' More than 50 bars per minute 'cause you ain't in lyrical
What? Yea, yo flaws and fallacies of life Material items and shit beware motherfuckers Word up, don't let it getcha you know? This shit ain't nothing,
