what she promised to be together till the end damn not again Why I can't stop this lie that every thing's all right that we were gonna last forever why
Traduction: Son By Four. Pourquoi.
Damn, these city streets'll eat you alive It's beginning to be a full time job, just to survive Tell me why I get pulled over, when I'm standing still Why
lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list So I laugh til I cry, when the law come get me No baby momma drama, ni**a miss me, why plant seeds in
on the trigger for you jealous niggas Wonder why a mothafuckas nutty And why am I worried When I see a cemetery full of dead buddies Mama told me son
careful how I choose my friends Been to ICU once I ain't going again First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked An homies still in the hood, why he ain
drop for four blocks Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped What Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin to live for Don't want no nigga puttin four
in the place where you layin' You know, same shit every nigga done in his life I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write So why should I ever
see y'all are why I shine like the sun Big up to all my peeps who been ridin with me since day one It's why I walk the streets with pride, you niggaz
hold it down on the strip Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit But when I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib On the strength, son
radio way up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The reason why I had to have my son And every time
up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The reason why I had to have my son And every time I've ever
size of they nostrils to Street Family abide by the mobster rules Visors and Oscar shoes Not on the Coster suits You can tell I'm fly by my posture boo
things my way People will hold us to blame It hit me today, it hit me today We?re taking it hard all the time Why don?t we pass it by? Just reply,
by a fo-fo (Bloop Bloop) Sending them express to hell though [Mos Def:] Classic material like Run DMC. At least, four out of five, every Jeep owner agrees
