Oh how I'm falling faster, into this state of mind I look at this barren page, with nothing left to write How I'm falling faster! You've raised suspicion
Vertaling: Onder die Gun. Asemhaling New Longe.
: Oh how I'm falling faster, into this state of mind I look at this barren page, with nothing left to write How I'm falling faster! You've raised suspicion
[Intro] Breath heavy got that haze in my lungs, i aint nothin but a raisen in the sun, ma fuckers dont be playin whare im from, think its a game when