you, I'll be there for you I won't ever hurt you again I can't go on without you in my life I can't go on knowin' we haven't tried You're the one that
everything that you need Baby I pray that you come back to me Chorus: I can't go on without you in my live I can't go on knowin' we haven't tried You
Traduction: Aucun pouvoir. Ne peut pas continuer.
been everything that you need Baby I pray that you come back to me Chorus: I can't go on without you in my live I can't go on knowin' we haven't tried
haters to get off my dick Got my own city, you can call it Bobtropolis Eastside representer, reppin' with authority And I ain't talking congressmen and I ain't
la, la la la, I shed tears. [Verse 1:] A poor black ghetto child, He can't shoot and he can't go run them out, There's no school and the kids go runnin
! (Hush!) And the... (Hush!) Troglodytes! [Gun shot.] (Somebody's calling my name....) [Brother J] Ah, yeah! Ah, come on, come on, come on! [Professor
on the compound, what they smoking on Mo City inner-circle, will leave a bitch with broken bones United together, forever As long as Little J give me the go
law, so authorities can't pin me for shit Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split Let's go, forget Motel 6, we can go to the Mariot I see
the bills And die violently Closed caskets Expose bastards I leave em bloody Deloris Tucker don't let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin money Ain't
at you I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot Hell no I ain't forgot nigga I just remember what you told me You said don't go to war unless I got
that? Go 'head roll it son! I don't give a fuck man, smoke that shit, man! You can smoke crack (SouthSide!) if you wanna smoke crack, I don't give a
don't ever (fuck) me Trust me, we can make the scene turn ugly [7L cuts and scratches] [Esoteric] I'm like a man posessed that can't confess Yes it'
in ya arteries pardon me But them niggaz won't touch not a part of me bet on it Them niggaz belong in a sorority ain't that a bitch Burn they bodies up for the authorities
(Bob Marley) If dem want to win the revoloution Must win it, wit rasta! Can't win no other way Because if you win other way, you go fight again If rasta
time before and the time before that. In Paterson that's just the way things go. If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you
Same ol' rat race Life in the same ol' cage. I don't want nothing from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real
