Sick with regret, you sputter out Your flame swallowed in doubt Light the cigarette and take a breath The smoke inflates your chest And thins your blood
Sick with regret, you sputter out Your flames followed in doubt Light the cigarette, in take a breathe The smoke inflates your chest And thins your blood
译文: 经典犯罪. R＆R.
us We in the 'lac truck, them niggas in path finders and The crime scene like N O R E N O R E People wanna scream they like N O R E N O R E Man, I'm
uh People wanna scream they like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.! The crime scene like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.! Man, I'm outta' town my niggas travel, too A new-car
on picket signs It's the J R O, you didn't know? Goin' off in your face like a dirty pistol You in the house of brews, crime scenes wit no clues You
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rhymes on picket signs It's the J-R-O, you didn't know? Goin off in your face like a dirty pist-ol You in the house of brews, crime scenes wit no clues
now is fuckin' borin' Since The Miseducation I've been missin' Lauryn For yo information you should stop performin' And even think about fuckin' tourin' It should be a crime
and-uh The crime scene like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.! People wanna scream they like N.O.R.E.! , N.O.R.E.! Man, I'm outta' town my niggas travel, too We in
where it's nice and sunny Now check it, I ain't the type to hang with the crowd You might see me at the spot where the music is loud Classic R&B, a little
Shine top of the 4th hit, we run shit Classic black matches, Killarm', ice charm In the black Yukon, you fuckin bastard [P.R. Terrorist] Call me the
they should never forget Ain't no west without kurupt with a r-a-s Don't forget yeah big ass posted r-r-ras kass nigga r-r-ras kass nigga r-r- west
never forget Ain't no west without kurupt with a r-a-s Don't forget yeah big ass posted r-r-ras kass nigga r-r-ras kass nigga r-r- west coast
locked like the Dred, Mike Z and Chino You know (What? What?) [T.M.F. #1] Look me eye-to-eye and see what you find A crime nigga, nine spitter, mind
