me, you left With every bit of my heart Ooh, I know what you were lookin' for I tried my best to please With every whim that your heart desired But
every bit of my heart Another night dressed in red You couldn't care if I was alive or dead You keep me hangin' with every bit of my heart Whoaooh I
译文: 向东. 每次我的心位.
My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C**** deals on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap And, if life's a b****, then I bet she bitter and cold Every
place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers Wu-Tang got the answer 'Cuz if I had a chance to do it again I will still keep the heat in my
hear a record like Tupac's new one? Static I love Tupac's new record, ?Static? Right but don't you feel like that creates, ?Static? A tension between East
, respect it, bitch believe I pull rabbits out the hat, tricks up my sleeves I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe Fix your weave, behold my expertise I got my
respect it, bitch believe I pull rabbits out the hat, tricks up my sleeves I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe Fix your weave, behold my expertise I got my
you feel the hatred, i want you to die. creepin bolo, always solo, chewy got me high my eyes are low, my heart is cold, my stare'll cause you pain my
to spit 'em But through my rhymes they livin', we the bridge through tracks I'm givin' Never lose sight, 41st side's my life The 40th side of life, dunn
how the East Coast rocks) (This is how the East Coast rocks) (This is how the East Coast rocks) (This is how the East Coast rocks) [Pacewon] Yo! This
bread roll, soaking in a milk-bowl And when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spoke And there
air What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one? I love 2Pac's new record Right, but don't you feel like that creates a tension Between East
wake up, 7 am (yeah) And I already gotcha, already in my head Just another feelin, just another feelin I can't shake (aye aye aye) Hauntin every move, every
die in LA (Let my angel sing) Chorus Outro: Makaveli This go out for 92.3, and 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit Makin my shit sells
break a promise, but never, breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, never wind up and joke Crack deals on every
time to spit em, but through my rhymes they livin We the Bridge through tracks I'm givin Never lose sight, 41st Side's my life The 40th Side of life,
