as good to me as you but now all my dreams they have come true now Which leaves me with one final chore To say thank you for all the time you gave And all
Traduction: Quinze. Tous les bons moments.
it cant be The kinda world where we all get our chance The time is now And we can show them how To turn the music up and let's all dance 'Cause all
the streets, all these Uzi shells dropping out Fuck with Mr. McVey, and diiiie Repping it like Southsive for live, fo' liiife I pistol grip, with motherfuckers at all times
from hydro, and now it's getting dark] [Hook] Sometimes I ride (sometimes I ride, all alone I need to get away) Trying to clear my mind (trying to clear my mind, from all
time Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time We all
And ask him for some wealth distribution Punk rockers in the UK They won't notice anyway They're all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting
a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn I handle mine just like a real nigga should If I do some time, homie I'm still all good Let me show what
, seven, All good children go to heaven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, All good children go to heaven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, All good
how dog get, when dog gone bite Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight Cuz it's all good, it's all
cloth, These niggas is different kind of soft. Everybody know it all, Nobody follow a protocal, The money's only good until you blow it all. Stacking
All I see is fireworks, All i see is fireworks Every night it's fireworks Every night it's fireworks All i see is fireworks All i see is fireworks
FIASCO: TALKING] Uh, what up y'all! Soundtrack what's popping baby? Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco Representing that first and fifteen
