People will tell you where to go So I've heard it said I laid down to take a little nap But there was wet concrete in my bed Now you're hanging out your
译文: 可能性. 小死亡.
this cash flow Uptown gangsta, viet hustla Third wall general, Young Cash Money [Brisco] Before I leave home, I kiss my babies hope I return safetly, knowin the odds
'bout a damn thang, a damn thang And don't you worry 'bout a damn thang And don't you worry 'bout, a damn thang Wid all odds, against us When the guard
Keep Holding On a?? Slum Village Detroit Deli (A Taste Of Detroit) Wuttup tho? Feelin' a little under the weather today. But had some stuff to get off
there's beef I'ma ride and won't slide 'til I'm debtin you (P swallow your pride), my pride ain't edible Fuck with my life, I'm stressin your death Cut
rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death 'Cause listenin' is like livin' when yo' talkin' is death So y'all better start readin' before you start bleedin' And the odds
down Yeah, yo, odds even, said shoot Asked me the reason, and I said loot Man that's all I'm here for, therefore When death declares war, you know what
up wit' comet Mean stuff, so many deaths my streets is haunted Believe us, you shoulda seen us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super genius Against all odds
They say the odds against me are crooked and impossible Like I was born with a hole in my heart is an obstacle I was left to die by the doctors in the
fun While toting guns, death is gonna be the outcome For all them niggaz, drink my liquor put my trust in god I know that I must beat the odds, but this
little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto
my rhymes did Suckers and nerds come in herds just like cattle First I brand them, then I hand them a rattle So they can make a little noise in protest
have a better chance of finding your lady getting poked Ain't that a bitch, a little dog chasing it's own tail It's on my little enemy with the WT cartel
come a lot of technicality shit Too many co-defendants conspiracies linkin' Like the court system designed to keep the mind from thinkin' Fog ya vision, guess it's just the odds
Because how the odds are looking, it's either him or me So I loads up the strap and I step 'Cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is death Revenge
breath?ll last, I put him in a leather mask Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas Then watch him grab his neck an' gag Watch the nigga choke to death
G Because how the odds are looking, its either him or me So I loads up the strap and I step Cause my brain cells are dead and all I think is death Revenge
