Traduction: Chiens. These Days.
like magic With the bluse lights flashing outside Your face is pretty as astronomy And the bullet whistles Like a poisen kiss But i dont care these days (Thanks to FM for these
Big time... [Z-Ro:] No more pain, I'm bout to overdose on it I ain't never had no good times, I put my dogs and my locs on it Chain smoking, cigarettes
ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [Outlawz] Now in these last days and times I takes mines
me inside the misery and poverty No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived Praying hard for better days Promised to hold on Me and my dogs
(What y'all want?) Unconditional Love (no doubt) Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off It don't fade It'll last for all these crazy days These crazy
s about niggaz and bitches, power and money, riders and punks. Which side are you on? *gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground* These niggaz is still
our baser getaways And you watch you love my dogs These are the things that I miss These are not times for the weak of heart These are the days of raw
Kim make the headlines im daily news boss lady now your all gonna play by my rules this is my dogs and my slums up north spotting cars poppin of in
But I'm getting close to the borderline Close to the borderline A buck three eighty Won't buy you much lately on the street these days And when you
dogs. There's fewer trees, windows, fleas, concrete on the lawn. There's people here, but you are gone. And I'm fine, still swimming through time. Afraid some days
many moons through these wrinkled eyes The years have made me old but they've made me wise Now the white man lives where our rivers run For now better days
get more dangerous stupid 'cause I been broke before, and I refuse to go back to it and while I sweep these niggaz up under the rug with a broom if I never see these
Make noise one time for the tight little swinger Posing in flicks sticking up my middle finger Everybody trying to get they little shine these days Make
only you Rocket on thru the sky It couldn't be done without dogs It couldn't be once without us '87 and Cry '87 and Cry When the days were the days were the days