Like you burn You don't know you can't see You can't feel you can't speak You can't hear you don't know You can't see you can't feel You can't speak
Traduction: Amen. Comme vous brûlez.
x)] [Verse 3: Layzie Bone] Make me push this panic button nigga We moving like the Panthers in the sixties Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited You wit me nigga you
what it seems Cause you and I have different dreams You rise up but you never learn As we try to shake this sleep that burns The darkness screams
ev'ry vase (On ev'ry "vahse") From appearance fees and royalties Out Herc had cash to burn Now nouveau riche an' famous He could tell you What's a Grecian urn? Say amen
that you are enduring patiently and bearing out for my namesake And you have not grown weary But I have this against you That you have abandoned the love you
you enjoyed the pleasures The pleasures as much as i enjoyed the pleasures ...Killing you I want to kill you Because you're an illusion Amen Amen You said that before You said you
we slangin? but we just got beepers on us, grinding all day like we got sleep ins on ya, living like the videos writing treatments on us, stuck in the hood like
backroads of South Florida, Georgia you know And they make it so God can't do nothing for you Can a church get an Amen God for the thugs too Amen
, still seein the weed in my eyes Lord Sometimes I don't know what you want from me But I do know you know what I want from you GIVE IT TO ME! C'mon,
out of it You want war nigga you better bring a lot of it I ain't a problem with puttin my problems to rest You so pussy, boy you need a gynocologist
Amen (Yeah) Amen (Feels good) Amen Amen (Guess I'm lucky) Amen (Some of us don't get a second chance) Amen (But I ain't blowing this one) Amen (Nah
hands And sprinkle it like diamonds All across these lands Blaze it in the morning Wear it like an iron skin Only things worth living for are Innocence and magic, amen
cares if you just throw it in the air Celebratin' wealth pourin' Moet in her hair Excuse me her weave the blue is her weed Trunk full of white, car smell like
one Murder them mo Make me push this panic button nigga We moving like the Panthers in the sixties Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited You wit' me, nigga, you
