've been ripped away From anything that haunts me at night And I'm alive and it feels like so many times before our eye Wish you would have just forgot my name Just
Traduction: So They Say. Just Forget My Name.
I've been ripped away from anything that haunts me at night And I'm alive, and it feels like so many times before our eye wish you would of just forgot my name Just
expensive, attract women You wanna search my pockets, and act all wild Say I hurt your heart - ask how could I smile? Wanna call back all my numbers
how That Verizon flow, are you hearin' me now? Word to Wasalu, they was sayin' my future was dark I had the fame, but my name was missin' the art So I
, Like they think you did it They hate change (They hate change) And they hate progress They hate me and they hate you They hate they own momma Cuz they
... They say my style ain't different, I'm just like ery body else They say my pitches gota change up, but all those people is Just hatin cause they
the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East! [Professor X]
y'all just be talking loud begging for attention I ain't even gotta say nothing than I'm a name they won't forget to mention When I take my last breath
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne [Verse One:] Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker
up Quayle, like you never brought my name up Now my homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets They fell me when they rollin in they fat jeeps This ain't just
Two casualties, got stopped in traffic Had a warrant, so they gaffled me But while I'm gone, watch my business and my back for me My enemies think they got me crossed they
Row Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes [2Pac] Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown My unknown tendencies to mash my car Getting wicked with my
changup Quayle, like you never brought my name up Now my homies in tha backstreets Tha blackstreets They fear me when they rollin in they phat jeeps This ain't just
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Verse One: Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker
heh [Chorus x2] I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees) And apologise to you (to you) Coz that aint my style (That aint my style) [Verse
