match and set you on fire I want to watch you fall twelve stories to the sidewalk below I want to hold a loaded gun to your head Semi automatic 15 rounds/one
Vertaling: Een Dollar Kort. Stilte.
a match and set you on fire I want to watch you fall twelve stories to the sidewalk below I want to hold a loaded gun to your head Semi automatic 15 rounds/one
in your hood, then I'll shoot my fuckin' way about it This Jersey Mob, Outlaw, Akwylah To my crew selling coke clinkin' cock dollars We in the same
play 'em long distance You know what I'm sayin? I mean long distance They think we takin shorts, show 'em this is Cold Medina man C'mon, kick it! [Chuck D] Back one
took a short breath *whew* It didn't take but a second to wait The rotwilders went psycho, I took one knee and grabbed my rifle And popped every last one
early years the first girl I shared feelings with and it's the realest thing I'd experienced in my short existence I ain't afraid to admit cause love is one
It's two am , you must be sleeping The sky is frosted silver A tribute from the star's tonight (silence sleeps tonight) with regret I write this letter
your hood, then I'll shoot my fuckin way about it This Jersey Mob, Outlaw, Akwylah To my crew selling coke clinkin' cock dollars We in the same game,
RAGE... [Pras] You put, one and one together now you think you a rapper Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin like a hip-hopper You do the rhyme, thinkin no one
... [Pras] You put, one and one together now you think you a rapper Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin like a hip-hopper You do the rhyme, thinkin no one
and the sculpture Went from kingdoms to the projects housing kings How do I make one word say a thousand things Spit more than a thousand slangs Put skills to your thousand dollar
bustin slugs outside So you don't wanna go outside Let's go Uh, I'm outside lookin in I could feel it through the wind From the streets' shore I could
