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Traduction: Story. À La Still Point.
when the storm broke our second anchor line. Four months at sea, four months of calm seas only to be pounded in the shallows off the tip of Montauk Point
Tell me where's the flags? Brought my rag top Should have brought the Jag On the beach me and Beesh Look at all this ass I could tell you stories but
yard, as I drop the top Ready for the jackers, still gon cock the glock Pulling up at the club, everybody still show love But I'm still not gonna stop
-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered Ran out of bullets and still he had static Grabbed a pregnant lady, got out the automatic Pointed at her head
battered Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered Ran out of bullets but still he had static Grabbed a pregnant lady, got out the automatic Pointed at
complain But with all this fame comes a whole lot of pain But I'm so glad to be here And my music's still sincere Lets get back to the story All of this
they'll understand Now look at the world and see how the humans bleed As I sit up here and wonder "bout how you sold your mind, body and soul Looking at
point But up until the point you didnt call me When you said you would I finally figured out youre all the same Always coming up with some kind of story
was their lil' home away from home They say the ghosts of Bad and Evil still live in that tavern And on a quiet night You can still hear the footsteps
'm wit it I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back A hustlin' little brother with crack But now I grind a little bit harder Harder my niggaz stories
Trippin And Find Out What Is Happenin Before You Start Pointing Fingers Do Something For Me Realize There Is Two Sides To Every Story [chorus] The Cloud
knocked up My attitude's 'fuck it' like Pac's was at one point Wanna come join? Pick up a glock and just point Now everybody's killin' everybody and everybody
fell off, back on my feet now headed to the sky, can't even see down award shows, i poured my heart out and people still steady trynna point my flaws
to deal with these cats who's truly right like estates with a pit on the lawn bark at the gates Put the whole entire plate in your face Make the point
