a waste. The whole wide world has got bad taste." [chorus] What price beaty now. [x3] (oh what price beaty) "smalltown bangs, headless gangs. Police and law, the people
Traduction: M People. Kiss Is Better.
You want the truth? Well, the truth is This is it, pointin' out the differences This is exquisite shit, riveting, isn't it? Lizard king loafers on swole when I'm
my peoples All of my peoples Everything is a-okay We been waitin way too long So tell the DJ he can play my song Ay, yo I'm half man half amazin Flyer
to mention When I take my last breath, then I'm a part of the past Bury me upside down so all of y'all can kiss my ass I'm a hustler Y'all fellas ain
a game know I'm saying The world is crooked, my niggas is straight [J-Doe] My nigga, it's time to make this shit known S Dub, V is finally in the Screw
understand Baby don't you realize I'm homeless I'm homeless when it's raining and thundering I'm about to take my own life but I'm not able to self destruct
to the President s**t is still f**ked up y'all And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better and it ain't gon' get better [2Pac] Dear Mr. President, tell
, Some Extra Change, And Tha Street Fame [Verse 2:] Like Watching Pictures In Hazy Vision Tonight Is Love Making Take You Any Place You Wish Today We Satisfy Yesterday Was Stolen Kisses
the month gotta be a better reason to colonize a star gotta be a better reason man?s come so far Is that you in the mama-ocean-people-sea is that you
close to you The brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where it's at the brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat the goal is to be a
the thug life Bitches I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em Punk niggas I'm sunning 'em, every chance I get Man I know niggas is a trip, so
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [
is growing like a big oak tree 'Cause I love you Baby I do and now Can't you see My love is growin' Your heart is knowin' Our love is growin' Mama,
(Why must everybody bow?) You better talk to her 'bout it You're her lover now. Oh, ev'rybody that cares Is goin' up the castle stairs But I'm not up
shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. I can't help it if I'm lucky. People
