most of us just dream about The things we'd like to be Sadder still to watch it die Than never to have known it For you, the blind who once could see
most of us just dream about The things we'd like to be Sadder still to watch it die Than never to have known it For you -- the blind who once could
Traduction: Rush. Losing It.
of us just dream about The things we'd like to be Sadder still to watch it die Than never to have known it For you -- the blind who once could see
hoping that we can find some way to kick it Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss it
, but how can I speak of the world Rushing by With a lump in my throat And tears in my eyes Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back Or is it
You might think you're nothing special You might be losing hope But baby don't you realize How beautiful you really are Shy girl It's written
I'm a target But they know it ain't no stopping my gang, if I get it started My attitude on my shoulder, so respect it I ain't friendly It don't take
times, and the way that it look I don't think that it's gonna get better, the only thing that's here Is to suck it up, inside I know that's why we not
that I can lose this crowd Lately, it go down that way That's why a nigga quick to get the K and spray We could of been so throwed together But because I was short it
ll catch you Oh yeah, I keeps a problem solver A pistol grip, a automatic and revolver Check it, and I'ma handle up baby It's in my nature it's a must it
Glock ass still fits, running on they head while they play it, I rise up in chains Hag in here, hag in here more deadly than anyone's intention It had
my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it feel to lose
addicted I'm sittin here hoping that we can find some way to kick it Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss it
grave, I'm glad to say I made it this far. Many G's died hard and all they got was their name here up on a wall. It's sad thinkin' about the times Life
rush carrying a giant tv dish we go on and on and ... unconscious that's how they keep in touch with a distant past that i don't understand it's 8 o
