If I had something to tell you If I had something to say I'd wrap the words in my heart and give them away If I could sail on your ocean, I'd raise my
Traduction: Mark King. Si j'avais quelque chose ¡.
ass I ain't disrespecting just telling the truth Ya'll know how I do it when I gets up in the booth I'm a go hard till I chip my fucking tooth In a fly
it I'm tired of falling short, everytime I set a goal But if we get pulled over I'm gon claim what's mine ain't gon try to act like I don't know who it
I've become CNN said I'd be dead by 21 Black jack I just pulled an ace You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream ma'fuckers I'm watching
Over, we left our mark The jam is dedicated to you and your boys I brought my Queensbridge thugs to kill that noise [Havoc] If you was an out-of-towner
If I had something to tell you If I had something to say I'd wrap the words in my heart and give them away If I could sail on your ocean, I'd raise
dealer, the legend I've become CNN said I'll be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I just pulled an ace You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream, motherfuckers, I
I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
cicadas are omnipotent sound. The kampong is dark and still. I am not what I thought I was. I am not what I seem. Most of all, I am not what I am. I
right And I'm gonna smoke it until my motherfucking breath stank Fire it up like the that G I am I hit it once and now I going to the land I got my hands
, But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find the passage back To the place I was before
me for what I am Who I was meant to be Who I was meant to be And if you give a damn If Ya Give A Damn then go Take me baby
gain but I got everything to lose So I'm forever bring the blues to the issue Pick and choose if I miss ya, stick and move when I diss ya Disapprove we
nerves I get no sleep I can't eat I'm trapped in da dark and I'm marked by a black beast I'm thinking about my son I know I'm loosing my mind I'm playing
pain I'm screaming Jesus, I need a better way of life Cause at the rate I travel now, I can't decipher day from night Still the King of the Ghetto, the