My sin is greater than any sea I grab everything I can for me My life is worth nothing on my own I reap the seeds I have sown I give excuses day after
Prevod: Sparks. Blame.
Blame the teachers, blame the school Blame the parents, come on blame one and all Blame the coppers, blame the drugs Blame the system, but don't blame
, but is it real? By the time we say goodnight I'll know if this is right And I feel you Coming through my veins Am I into you? Or is the music to blame
empty heart It's not a way to start I'm not detating who you are to be But I try, to be open This flaw's affecting my brain All of my feelings to blame
because I came up, I can always drop Yo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfare Never scared soldiers to the heart And hose them body parts with the hardwear You spark
because I came up, I can always drop Never scared soldiers to the heart Yo.. we come prepared for guerilla warfare And hose them body parts with the hardwear You spark
me things aren't what they appear to be Called me angel and set me free You gave me life in the cold, cold dark But you ran away in the morning's spark
should've known It wasn't gonna end okay, You're such a trouble maker But I like you just that way. A bomb tick ticking with neither one of us to blame
Who's to blame? Who's the one who sparked the flame? The victim who became part of the game? We deal in murder for money, sex and fame The question remains
Sized I spit the truth inside niggaz wrote the fake shit These niggaz practicin' snitchin' y'all on some jake shit Millz spoke on it, I agree with him Can't even spar
some charges brought up With some people they shoot up Hey there it goes again Different face to the same old tragic end Who's to blame if he never saw
Thug passion brotha what Bloatin gettin a girl preganant Off a finger aaaaahhhhh Doc da code name Murgin proclaims off the lot (We can die) Yeah i'm takin full blame
Thug passion brotha what, bloatin' gettin' a girl pregnant Off a finger aah, doc da code name, murgin' proclaims off the lot Yeah, I'm takin' full blame
that'll silence your men We bust off and let the begin, aight then Yo, yo, Seis come off with a thunderous start Punish niggas from the heart, rip a niga from the sparks
, the lupsia done have me sparked This lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days My mother love me, she say she hate my bad ways But still she blame
blocks my light Label my generation X marks the spot We make it hot We don't stop To bust back, we just keep Busting the [blam blam] Bulletproof brain
1 In the city lights, the night'll give me life. I hear the drums, Ima war chief gimme knife. Got kush fuck the knife just give me light. Spark it
