31 августа 2007, 15:27
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#372 (ПС)
| To the death of us, me and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggaz just rhyme
Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless
But if you shoot me, then you're famous -- what's a nigga to do?
When the, streets is watching, blocks keep clocking
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
Can't ignore it, that's the fastest way to get extorted
But my time is money, at twenty-five, I can't afford it
Ain't no love, in the heart of the city..
Did you ever notice, before you think, life goes fast
So don't you worry, about what you see, it will pass
You lost him mama, the war's callin him
Feel it's his duty to fall in line with all of them
While I was out there hustling sinning with no religion
He was off the wall killing for a living
Days turn to nights, nights turn to years
Years turn to, "How the fuck we make it in here?"
If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather
So now we travel first class to change the forecast
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