Paroles:
Eyes Catch Fire Anything But The A

life So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 3:] It's a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision Moussberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin' the drama means nothin It's part of the game, catch

fire You would watch me burn down in flames You said you loved me, you're a liar Cause you never ever ever did, baby But I am nuts to catch a grenade

stuck on you I'd do anything that you want me to I'd crawl on my knees just to get to you I close my eyes and girl it's true On a psychedelic space

someone to rely on Me, I guess I was a shoulder to cry on A face on a lover with a fire in his heart A girl on a cover but you tore her apart Maybe this

a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time in it but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time it may take you pricks to catch

I'd catch a grenade for ya Throw my hand on a blade for ya I'd jump in front of a train for ya You know I'd do anything for ya I would go through all

I'd catch a grenade for ya Throw my hand on a blade for ya I'd jump in front of a train for ya You know I'd do anything for ya I would go through all

this shit a little bit quicker that clock come racing in double time in it but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time it may take you pricks to catch

declines Catch me hoppin' off the A train in a New York state of mind But I rep West side, so I keep L.A. time That's a three-hour difference So when