You've got rivers of blood On the streets, don't look back Nothing personal, just another snack 'n harley said you're better off sticking to your guns Any fule kno
Verse 1: Shawty Lo] Yeeeaaaahhh Shawty Lo and the Big Cats Yeaaaahhhh It's the remix so bring ya top hat(eh) What ya talkin bout It's L-O I rap now it
ear Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that Any fule kno that
Ol? police ass nigga, dawg, I know you workin' Try'na set a bitch up gon' make a nigga hurt him That nigga poison, dawg, a bitch need to murk him What
, and the chink funk chirps in the chilly night, it's mighty lonesome then . . . And it's mighty lonesome when the wind, howls thru the jack-pine boughs but you don't kno
[Kno - V1] I am ten toes down To leave you ten toes up In a hearse with the windows up Belly up off that cheap wine Relax Kick the bucket seats back
to the rhythm of the rain I?m driven and persistent with my vision and my aim If I did it all again I would live this all the same [Kno - V3] I?m storm
home and it need me more than us, I can feel it in our tone we ain't ready for the leap, maybe one day we'll be grown and step outside our comfort zone [Kno
[Kno - V1] Damsel in distress, her mind tied to that one track Urged to do dirt, I just twirl on my moustache When she spurns her curves on herbs that
for the evil that men do Inside you cry, outside you Hindu When my nigga died, wet eyes no tissues Ex-cons and killers finding shoulders to cling to [Verse 2: Kno
[Kno] (they told me) it might take my whole life to absorb what was right or ignore it to fight for these whores in these tights or these boardroom types
rise Said I couldn't do it, but I always saw the bright side [Kno/Tunji] So even when I feel down, down I keep looking ahead because I'm here now, now [Kno
[Kno - V1] Death is silent It hides high in the night's confinement Vile and violent While minding a time to try us And remind us That we cry when time
[Kno] A female condom's what you should be throwin in You need protection, I'm sick and I'm going in I'm sick when I flow with pens The shit like some
to be Cus I was into everything like vitamin C And I thought it was unlikely to come back to bite me Til the Lord blessed me with a son just like me [Kno
Traduction: Perry Como. Vous Ne Kno 'Lonesome Quel est (' Till You Get aux vaches Herdin ').
Traduction: Deep Purple. Toute Fule Kno C'est.
