Absolve your sins That eat you little by little The dust settles into Arms of hope I'd break if you'd fold a little We languish in the sun Broken hands
what you want from me nobody's telling you where to go don't think I am so naive to be fool by these smokescreens We languish in the sun, broken hands
译文: 一百个理由. 断手.
Take what you want from me nobody's telling you where to go don't think I am so naive to be fool by these smokescreens We languish in the sun, broken hands
almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand. There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons
was love and what had come before Our hands were pressed against the day That one of us would want to run away As separate as black from blue And easy as a hundred
I'm broke, what's a good way to get paid these days Flip burgers or lay your ass down and get sprayed Hey man I got to reason with ya, naw, fuck trying
catchers for the slave master Then the conservatives called up reservists To active service left families nervous but more importantly broke nine Hundred
Went from a kiss on the cheek to doin' the nasty Reach your hand up in the air and you can play with the stars It's not the hand that you're dealt But
m serious I'm not joking no doubt You know how many doubters' bones have been broken You may not have known before but now you know The reason why Charlie
a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred and ten
much the same You took what was not yours Went against your own bible You broke your own laws Just to out do the rival But did you ever apologize For the hundreds
hand Forest, Melrose, McKinley, the boulevard, Washington Patterson, Courtland I'm on the Cross Bronx with Gunz my man On the South side of town with a brick in my hand
to go in the deep Don for real with the same gotti traumata pill Von o niel, embraced by the arms of the ill Art of war, a hundred men, cars galore Wanted
you dont know me nigga you dont know me [Lil Jay] Now its a bunch of niggas hatin on the mob since we came on Niggas talkin shit cause they broke and
cans. Is it any wonder there was such sickening celebration over the Task Force When so called radicals work hand in hand with the ruling elite? Yesterday
no need to go in the deep Don for real with the same Gotti traumata pill Von O Niel, embraced by the arms of the ill Art of war, a hundred men, cars
off! [freddie foxxx] Yo check this out, all jokes aside Let's get busy [krs-one] Word! blastmaster krs-one in the house Hah, everybody for some reason