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Traduction: Simple Minds. Pour ce que ça vaut.
[Z-Ro] Forgive me for my sins, cause I'm not perfect Just trying to get it like I live, but is it really worth it Niggas done fell to my heater, never
it's more like a family not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see I write the rhyme today tell it to you later whether were coming in wack or what it'
But there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
ho's and their see-saw's Just call me Freddy Krueger (Let's go!) Let's give it to the mind of a man Who the mind over manner, won't beef like rude Chris
Intro Yeah. What?s up man? How longs it been? How longs it been Dad? I don?t know. I?d say about? Verse 1 16 years since you went searching for the
[T.I. talking] ("Be easy" in the background) What it iz pimp? T.I.P., Trap Muzik, understand that? Grand Hustle pimp! Ay, whus hattnin' Toomp? Let's ride out homie! What it
The answerin', simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says it's going down tonight We finally made it
and fly gold Rolex, you can't fit no more diamonds on it Pinky ring, worth a house, if I decide to pawn it What's up now punk? You start to choke up?
days, Elco's, S S's The best is where the west is niggaz don't test us Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride? Just lay it on back, do you wanna ride
But there's A huge interference They're sayin' You shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew Maybe it's food For the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
Manhattan to turf For what it's worth my mum held me down one deep Pops was absentee but minds you don't sleep It took her feelings to raise me lean
and all the big bulky jewelry All of it - In what, daylight? That's the plan kid They don't even care if it's Candid Because passerbys mind they own
it all is it's worth nothing I wonder if after it all is there someone still waiting for me Is this all in the plan for the helping hand I wish it would
til it's gone Sometimes we have to speak our mind Just to get the proof That there never is a simple truth Well, I know For you it's perfectly clear
for your crime you must choose there's another way of living see what you get by giving take your chance, find your way take it, while you may forget