one who lets you down And I won't be the one who bothers you And I won't be the one who lets you down Who bothers you Who bothers you Who bothers you Bothers you
who let's you down And I won't be the one who bothers you And I won't be the one who let's you down Bothers you, bothers you, bothers you, bothers you Bothers you
Traduction: Our Lady Peace. Let You Down.
, you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad you let your anger blind you We
me [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Layzie] Let me call up my posse We talkin' over the underground Yeah, satan and his boys the motherfuckas they going down
you're fuckin' with me Make sure you know what you're doin Got niggas knowin, rollin with me Infra red to yo head, don't beg, you dead, we fled Gotta
You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We
demands action Next thing you know, you've got uncle sam's ass askin' To join our army, or what you do for their navy You just a baby gettin' recruited
Keep it real with niggas niggas aint got my lady money Watch the Throne dont step on our road Bad enough we let you step on our globe When my nephew died
it real with niggas Niggas ain't got my lady money Watch the Throne don't step on our road Bad enough we let you step on our globe When my nephew died
sent him To resurrect true rhyme God kingdom You should say amen when you see me When you pray I'm him then you believe me [Verse 6: Sha Rock from Funky
God. We've always felt, we kinda started our whole thing in Montreal and Quebec, before - before - before we had a record deal, before we had a bunch of songs, before even Our Lady Peace
teach one, let the lesson be taught It ain't my fault your homie Tommy Boy got caught If he was slicker than grease, he woulda been at peace Instead tryna
