was to have our dream Do you know? That's all we wanted was to have our dream Our ambitions, are sacred to us They keep moving forward in our lives
Traduction: Boîte Tout. Nos Rêves.
With them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box And I ain't just talkin
and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherfuckin
stiff cases Within styrofome... and embalmin fluid I been gone too long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this nigga a pint box And I ain't
cases With them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box And I ain't just
, The only pink pussy we knew was Snaggle, Your mind's in the dirt, We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hands hurt, What do you know about pourin' out a whole box
nigga Biggie Smalls tryin to turn into the black Frank White We had to grow dreads to change our description Two cops is on the milk box missin Show they
do you have?" He says, "All I got right now Is this box of one dozen Starving crazed weasels." I said, "Okay, I'll take that." So he hands me the box
only pink pussy we knew was Snaggle, Your mind's in the dirt, We playin' Hungry-Hippo's 'til our hands hurt, What do you know about pourin' out a whole box
a dream My baby needs a dream and I?m taking her Wherever seems to make her happy Baby, baby, you can live your dreams Let?s not settle for anything,
and a firm set of rules you can have anything you want / you can walk right out into the world and capture and kill god / in a little box or a little
Sixteen, you and me, never needed anything Summer breeze, running free, felt like we had everything Suitcase full of dreams, you said you'd run away with
autum. No more dreams and notions, Of beauty and emotions. Do you hear the wind? I don't hear anything. Do you hear the wind? I don't hear anything.
