before Nothing's different, not at all We're desperate and lost, helpless And they want respect from us, helpless As we're kept in check, helpless We're kept
Prevod: Sick Of It All. Narasti.
no had work all in' the projects Niggas slingin' O's he kept the profit, no one could stop it We was livin' it up All the sexy young bitches ain't stressin' givin' it
Yeah, this for the West Coast CD Let me clear my throat Check it out, check it out, check it out We gonna drop it like this, yo This album is the best
from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all
'/ If a lick call, I'm hittin' it/ Thirty Mil and still grindin'/ It's all about perfect timin' yup, nigga don't need no fuckin' help/ It's all about
Oh! My love my darling young son All we need is a hungry council Clean living it's all here in your home Wouldn't it be nice to get away. Shout Morning
you wish you never met me like Carl Thomas Try to forget me like all silence Fuckin' with a vet be, all problems I'm not about the threats B, I'm all
last time Let's funk 'em, let's funk 'em 'Til they smell it Let's funk 'em 'til they smell it Bitch, let's funk 'em 'til they smell it (Jump yo' ass
Last night she licked all on my balls Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls Dropped my drawls and the bitch said, ?Shit? Skinny mothafucka with a fat-ass dick It
product heiron he shot it into his veins got it by sellin everythang that's when he broke into his older son house mayne it's strange to watch ya
the show, they're against it, But i sensed it, Fuckers show the roads where my strength is, Made a new flow and I went sick, Nigga fuck the five-0 little
skull I picked it up and screamed, "Look bitch, what have you done?" "Oh my God, I'm sorry son", "Shut up you cunt", I said, "Fuck it" Took it and stuck it
give it my all, And when it's last call, At least there'll be no questioning. If I fall, I'll know it just wasn't my destiny. Maybe it's not meant to
loyalties lie within Always kept his head to the sky And they can't see no n-n-no-no (Check it I want all y'all remember this? Yo c'mon, c'mon) They
Shit is cool Trust no hoes, all they want is bankroll That's what I'm tryin' to tell you now, baby My man 50 done schooled me to all y'all hookers Ya
