eyes? This is my Vietnam (This is my Vietnam) I'm at war (At war) They keep on droppin' bombs (Droppin' bombs) And I keep score This is my Vietnam
And I keep score This is my Vietnam I'm at war Life keeps on dropping bombs And I keep score This is my Vietnam This is my Vietnam
译文: 粉红色. 我的越南（直播）.
译文: 粉红色. 我的越南.
big exhaust Bleed for the streets love the war My nose bleeds for weeks I love the raw Puncture niggaz when I comfort niggaz Motor City to Brooklyn, Vietnam Nigga it's on till my
-Hispanic on the Mexican Titanic. My loops go round and round, just like a carousel, coming out my BR-8, like I was William Tell. If you haven't heard my
the army Rock tear a tape out of yo' sounds Got hostages in pink, this is what they call hip-hop now? I keep that metro shit out of my whip Man that dummy
your big moms I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms Haters must be starvin' nowadays I make California Vietnam And I'm goin' to embalm my creativity
and I ditched her, stupid That's right, cha-ching cha-ching, spending all them 100s You can be my go-get-man Go get my dutches, go get my luggage, roll
My little red book, day tripper UFO club, Pink Floyd, soft machine Talk about a heavy scene I'm a psychedelic child Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, flower power
A carrier, messenger, bury ya This experience is for the whole experience Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE Verse Seven: Genius/GZA My my my My
old specialist A carrier, messenger, bury ya This experience is for the whole experience Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE Verse Seven: [Genius/GZA] My my my My
Meth, where my Killer tape at ya? First of all, where my, where the fuck is my tape at? Yo son I ain't got that peace son How you ain't go my shit, when
