ALL FOR MONEY THE ROOT OF EVIL GETTING RICH AIN'T LIFE A BITCH? LIVING GOOD ... In the name of God LIVING GOOD ... Caught in the trap. solo: Gonzales
Traduction: Evil Dead. Bien Vivre.
no run fi not get shot (bis) Get shot down and dead Warlord I saw you Warlord gettin? control over people Warlord I konow you Warlord selling good and evil
these older cats are gettin' a little rusty It's time for a change like Barack said And I don't care Hip-hop is not dead Spit hot lead but none of these haters get shot dead
wake up in the morning and I ask myself. Is life worth living, should I blast myself? Before I go to sleep at night, I ask myself. Is life worth living
suffering for nothing, motherfuck these city streets Living in the city, living in the city [x2] Damn these city streets, are hard to live in Eighty percent of my partnas are dead
gun soldier salute With a 19-inch black handle snake knife in my boots I'm straight from the strong, thug to your life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil
clock grip Makin G's was my mission Movin enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and why must I sock a fella, just to live large like Rockefeller
tellin me I live Christ-like I hear what they sayin but fuck all the weepin, I peep it just keep it, I live mine Celebrate them good times, just read
voice] Here we go... Now once upon a time not long ago There was a little rapper about to blow But his album came and it was not good I think it went
your veins Step out of hell - go on like this you're gonna be dead Step out of hell - take my heand I wanna help you Another line, have a good time,
. Step out of hell - go on like this you're gonna be dead. Step out of hell - take my hand I wanna help you. Another line, have a good time, you don't
, stinking What the fuck am I thinking? I put my face paint on, go downstairs and beat they ass sometimes Cuz it ease my mind Some of them are dead, and some are still living
discuss Why still do evil, we don't know how to do good Walking on in darkness running from the light, ey Led to believe, because we live in neighborhoods
Calling for the good old days Because there were no good old days These are the good old days It's not about, tenements and needles And all the evils
