side Feelings bottled up inside Ready to suffer the consideration Nice, nice Patience is a fuckin' thorn in my side Nice, nice Tolerance will stab at me But it's nice
side feelings bottled up inside ready to suffer the consideration Nice, nice patience is a fuckin' thorn in my side Nice, nice tolerance will stab at me but it's nice
Traduction: Sick Of It All. Nice.
Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice
we want We do what you don't Dirt and glitter Cover the floor We're pretty and sick We're young and we're bored (Ha) It's time to lose your mind And
contact the tabloids I'm a big deal like a contract from bad boy Yeahh... it's all good baby babyyy My swag plays a big part so it's all graveyy We hit
feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range through and nod It's like
after all this time it is still deadly hazardous And Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering
laying back letting gravity take it's course I wanna tell all of my haters the we made it boy From basement studios to some official shit From stressed out all
if you guessing don't stress cus I ain't havin no mess She the only thing on my mind I think about her all the time And it's all cus I'm on my grind
sicker by the day and therefore we?ll always stick around, So now you see the size of me, You wouldn?t think im any harm innit? Think again ill take your wallet nicely
breathin You niggas exposed (chyea) Young Ya Boy the one man army Tag ya toes offtop tottin and tarmy [? ] I ain't scared to use it I ain't scared to yank it
got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke with it My kinfolk in the maximum security, for no bidness Sick
's witchu?!) you for real?! Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good, Range Rover all
fuck then she never would've called you) Repeated Yeah I dedicate this to my nigga Mike Tyson. It's all good. Chorus You ain't got to lie to kick it
