Paroles:
Bury This City No Turning Back

what we had, Lays six feet down. Now what we had, Lays six feet down Regret fills the gap now, You can't turn back time. You're nothing to me now, You

strapped so I'll never be afraid Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets running with G's and dope fiends will they jack me? Can't turn back

s in Ohio And I'm on tobacco Coming to this city and then who knows With that song, she wrote, "Wish that I could turn this car around" But she's got

The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go) Truly yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P. Diddy We got the real live shit from front to back

see his ribs through that You cocksucker let your ears do that Or ride later do me ooh wee now back to rap 2 Lincoln continentals sittin back to back Leavin Jersey City

circle they went. Found a city half open and ready to greet, The conquering heros, with blisters on their feet. Eleventh Earl of Mar Somehow got them all this

the wrath Pistola to the neck, devil turn off the Westec(?) and when you're rollin have mo' respect (bitch) Tied his ass up and took everything I could A nigga straight robbin, mobbin, back

m not coming back [Hook] This is the point from which I could never return And if I back down now then forever I burn This is the point from which I

, Red-eyed feel the vibes, Beehives in the back, Plenty honey for the phillies, Head to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty, I'm sittin' shot gun hot boxin' through the city