my mind from all the filth My death...guides my life! I won't follow! I won't follow! I won't follow! I won't follow! No... No! NO!! Death after
Traduction: La Couronne. Je ne suivrai pas.
cleanse my mind from all the filth My death...guides my life! I won't follow! I won't follow! I won't follow! I won't follow! No... No! NO!! Death after
And I Keep The Crown Bat Swingin, Swingin That At Iron Pitch On The Block Like Monaural To Bad For Tv, You Won't See Me I'm Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler
off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take this thing out these words before I say 'em Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing
maybe I just hate to be all alone Outside the door he followed me home So goodnight moon I want the sun If it's not here soon I might be done No it won't
shouldn't take 9/11 to bring our minds together Shit rough we'll grind together Light a candle we can shine forever or I can pass So I won't miss Aaliyah
I wouldn't even be rappin if Eric Wright wouldn'ta dropped I love this shit, I work and I'm good I ain't on corner fuckers but I'm still in the hood
Get rushed as if I was rushin with no discussion try and cuff me and catch a mild concussion I've taken all the stress I can peace America I'm movin
I know your secrets I know it all I will show I will show I will show your Reich of gold And I will show I will show I will show you friend and foe Aah
And I [Band as choir (1):] I will show I will show I will show no light of dawn(?) And I will show I will show I will show no fright at all(?) Wouldn
it To all the haters, I made it and I be balling (yeah I be balling) Yeah I'm the motherfucking man and I'm a brag and I'm glad that your listening to
I Keep The Crown Bat Swingin, Swingin That At Iron Pitch On The Block Like Monaural To Bad For Tv, You Won't See Me I'm Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler
in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents
or Montero Jeep I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me I
fences and over the crown, Where wind was blowing right through your hair, I dreamt that my Momma and Daddy were there And the dreams that you're having, they won't
