me when I'm falling Why don't you open up your eyes Why don't you see my head is burning He use to be my Warrior these days Covering in glory (a dreamer
Vertaling: En Een. My Warrior.
stuck him twice in the neck and left him dead on the yard It was smooth how I did it 'cause nobody could see With my jacket on my arm and my knife on
Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay It's Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
No One In My City Got A Pocket Like Drizzy I Can Rock Fitted Jeans Cuz My Credit Card Skinny Its Pitch Black And Covers All Incidentals And Mrs Wrong Sorry You Aint Notice My
gotta wipe my diamond Grill with a tissue I talk too much shit I eat p-ssy and you suck dick [Kidd Kidd] They call me "Lil Nut" but my nuts aren't the
that 'bout We do it my way 'cause a crime wave Whoa, wave, whoa, wave I wave the heat deep with my right to speak Leave the clip y'all and talk shit
One time, yeah, yeah Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One **** front, my face on the front page Only if I had one ***, one girl and one
of a star Song dogs barking at the break of dawn Lightning pushes the edge of a thunderstorm And these old hopes and fears Still at my side Anger and no one
I was the one that was shoot up Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em 'member the neva surrender Now taties and
And release more danger from my chamber The evil in my blood is possessed So I creep low from the back slow and push lead through that nigga's flesh
head dad-dy, you don't know what that is, couple a bodies under my belt, and with mad kids, for self protecta, don't know, bitch, and keep my hands on
smokin' lethal warriors We're warriors, we're warriors, we're warriors Eternal your thugs Here I come, tellin' 'em soldier stories Been daily collectin' my
our lives I be strugglin' and hustlin' and thuggin' it forever Come and look deeply in my eyes I be strugglin' and hustlin' and thuggin' it forever and
't over (Over) You can roll (You can roll) You can get rolled over My nigga we the frontline warriors Whoever wanna bring the noise, talkin' 'bout me and my
the way 'til the end, and again, and again, and again, and again, don't try to come between my, my . . . Krayzie: Friends, friends, friends, friends
the streets with me and my T.H.U.G.'s, Bitch you freeze, you under arrest, and you got the right to die, and guess who's pullin the switch? And I cant
Id keep my candleslit up, get em', hit em', get em', (?) Bizzy! Nobody know my struggle nor my hustle. I'ma certified rider! Gave up all my children. Women in my
