's time to leave the fields Behind us, behind us, behind us In silence, in silence In silence, in silence In silence, in silence In silence
I think you got a low self opinion man I see you standing all by yourself Unable to express the pain of your distress You alienate yourself And everybody
They put the treasure deep inside us Inside us, inside us They thought the desert would divide us Divide us, divide us With silence They filled our hearts
Traduction: Faible. In Silence.
: (Chorus) Let it flow - let yourself go Slow and low - that is the tempo It's never old school - all brand new So everybody catch - the bugaloo flu
(Chorus) Let it flow - let yourself go Slow and low - that is the tempo It's never old school - all brand new So everybody catch - the bugaloo flu Not
silence They filled our hearts and hands with violence With violence, with violence It's time to leave the fields behind us Behind us, behind us In silence
Know this before this, trey pound blow (Uh-Huh) Spit game, get dames to lay down low (Ohh!) I'm da poppy cholo, the cops say the tops on the drops is to low
Laden together Soon as you get a crumb, they wanna bury ya That's why I travel with a semi, like Eddie in "Coming to America" (Silencers, it sound like
radio it's obvious I still kill But ya'll was in the game Way before me So why you wanna do some shit I did in '03 I'm layin low key (yeah) For a long
-Town playas know it's going down (going down) going down (going down) yaaay-yaay (going down) [H20] See we sitting blow do in the low-low, rolling killing
going through my mind Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo' And looking around 4-5 Thinking of the worst, but nobody would tell me the drama But the silence
Listen, my love; Sometimes I've never known silence of this kind The silence of stars Higher than we've ever flown Carry me over between times. In your
long on the outside Desperate plans make sense to the low life A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense to the low life
Pirate satellite transmission A truth is power if you listen (so listen) With radiation low This ghost becomes my skin and bones Our future lies in sound
sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back [Chorus] [Layzie] Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
roll that's when you lay low, When the po-po roll that's when you lay low, When the po-po roll that's when you lay low [Verse 3: Layzie Bone] Nigga
gonna rhyme with Riddler Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her Chorus: Eminem + (Redman Sample) - 2X [E] I'm low down
