rhythm take control Sing to me this melody A rhythm I have never known This harmony rises up in me So sing to me this melody I'll let the rhythm take
the rhythm take control Sing to me this melody A rhythm I have never known This harmony rises up in me Sing to me this melody I'll let the rhythm take
Traduction: Run Run Kid. Sing To Me.
see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me
ll bring it to him Niggas been wantin' me dead, I'm still here kid They send their dogs to come get me They wet shit, but they ain't hit me Word in the
me Layzie the Kid." [Other dude] "The name's Powder Pete, can I get a 12 guage! Outlaw every day, on the front page. Mister Kid, if you give me the
I can still remember When I was just a kid When friends were friends forever And what you said was what you did Well, it was me and Danny and Bobby We
want people to feel sorry for me. I like to feel the burn of the audiences eyes on me, when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone. When I was a kid
Knowing myself Feeling my roots a little bit harder [Chorus: x2] 1980 year that God made me 89 I started to get by 99 I started to write rhymes Walk with me
Knowing myself Feeling my roots a little bit harder [Chorus x2] 1980 year that God made me 89 i started to get by 99 i started to write rhymes walk with me
my door I'm not who you're looking for Officer get offa me! Officer get offa me! I'm just doing my thing, let me be Officer get offa me! [VERSE 2:] [
] I wanna run down that street where that thin Italian kid ran. Then slow down at the school, Where those nice old ladies tried to teach me, Unaware
you ain't gangsta Look at what you niggas made Ain't that a bitch Created a monster Kicked me outta G-Unit Put me in converse Matter of fact give me
Dropped, You Bitch Niggas Wasn't Bumpin Me And To Some Degree I Gotta Keep That 4-5th Under Me I Don't Run From Beef It's Either Cock Back, Squeeze,
you ain't gangsta You at what you niggas made Ain't that a bitch Created a monster Kicked me outta G-Unit Put me in converse Matter of fact give me
on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the SWAT car and lock me away Give me a
