(feat. Dante Thomas) Escribo tu nombre amigo mio Hoy en tu adios triste y vacio Inevitable debe ser Preguntare por eso Si pudiste hacerme ver Que eras
(feat. Dante Thomas) Scrivo il tuo nome amico mio oggi nel giorno dell'addio anche se e inevitabile mi chiedo ancora adesso avrei potuto accorgermi della
GT (refrain x2) J'dedicasse toute la misere du monde sur les ondes fm, la gloire a mit un coup dfusil a pompe a la defaite, faut que tu dise a ton boss
force au Yams ? a couper l?beurre Ref : C?est un appart un peu a part Ou les va-et-vient incessants Vous font rester jusqu?a tres tard Et vous transforme
while the iron's hot, 'fore you stop Then you gotta bid it, good riddance Goodbye, this is my second major breakup My first was, with a pager With a hooptie, a
m goin for it now (holla back) yessir (holla back) hey yo [Verse 1:] in the heart of a re-up, its sumthin like a g-up M-C-A fingering that b-up or that
to be But you planned a great escape Bright and early before I wake We both knew we had to break You could of chose a better way [Chorus: Carl Thomas
(feat. Mase, Carl Thomas) {laughs} Yeah, uh uh Turn me up a little bit Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise Yeah, turn me up a little bit more Uh-huh, uh-huh
-na na-na Saniflush Bud-Bowl makin' me sick Cause anybody in a helmet looks just like a dick Steely Dan rather be hammer than a nail The Serbs, the Poles
Men Here me out... Now I know the birthday of a nation Is a time when a country celebrates But as your hand touches your heart Remember we all played a
is the only thing that you clapping on I?m a pitbull pussy, you a papillon A bitch get a 40 from me, not a glass of Dom I?m the G-29 in the assassin?s
's go... Yeah, listen... [Inspectah Deck] The sound of the horns says it's on We storm through like C. Thomas, Red Dawn Step like a don through the city
the Red Sea was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game
and the minds of the masses (yeah!) But look how strong we are, man I'm a motherfuckin star Every week I cop a house and a car The mini-mansion off in
long You can get it now you ain't gotta wait long Ain't nuttin like a slim wiz with a pretty face And sexy lady I'm a give you first taste, roll with
4X) For a record sale a nigga'll sell his soul to go gold and reach a large scale, sellin for the pale male and I can't tell, why for a hoe you grow a
in a mental state of debate" ?Hey beautiful bird?, I said digging her somber mood The fascists are some heavy dudes They don't really give a damn about life They just don't want a
