Please sit down, I'll move up Put my face on his backer, yeah He needs the room, oo-oo-oo I don't wanna fight you Fat big man, take me home Find his
in the age of speech, I said I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, Man I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech.
[Talk] These is hard times we livin' in Churches burnin, planes fallin from the sky Murder, the good die young The good definitely die young This is a
and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets And on the scene at the age
Chiale Pas. Il dit juste paix a son ame Il a la tete sur les epaules et les epaules assez larges Vendre des zedou a 17 ans il a passe l'age Souleymane
the twelve sons of an old master according to his own plans had fleeted from him to go after the wonders of exotic lands but the master had a house and
so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast, I'm a hot light now It's whatever man think of manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause time
s so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast I'm a holler it now It's whatever man think will manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause
duds Live high up on the hills, to escape the floods Situation they change, like faces and names Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans
normal trick of strutting round the stage. Our Don Juan must lose some weight - it's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age. And my managers must learn
There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make
father died when he was four drop kids drop dead they're drafted from a crib war birth war birth eddie battles got no chance far away in fighter planes
up You gotta (say it to my face), I'm right here with a 12-gauge You talkin' to a man that plan on dyin' of old age Until that day, I crush everything
dead or locked up inside The beast, I'm a hot light now It's whatever man think of manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals All
where to start I was lost I was beige I was over and under my age Like a video Like a chick Like a dead man moving too quick In my way Had no plan Passin
And as I hold back the tears my eye-wells swell I been praying for heaven, I been living in hell And these niggas in my age group is dead or either
