Artist Talib Kweli & Dead Prez Song Sharp Shooters Typed by NLP Shit denmark Farum 3520 lirilommen@msn.com (stic.man) Everything is politics,I CHIN
protects me and makes sure the jakes respect me (Talib Kweli) What do you do when the police kick in your door like 'get on the floor' Shoot you in
译文: 佩雷斯死. 神枪手.
译文: LIL'弓哇. 神枪手.
译文: Talib Kweli. 神枪手.
[feat. Sick Jacken, Sean Price & O.C.] [I'll Bill:] We them trouble shooters in bubblegooses hit you with double Rugers Sell me Rugers guns and goon
[feat. Rock City] They call me smokey double licious, I ain't spoke to most these bitches But I know you know I chose you I hope I can grant you wishes
shouted, "Open the door" Look out! Shoot high, break low Aim high, shoot low Feeling of imagination Break high, let go Shoot high, aim low (Shoot high, aim low) Nothing you can say (Shoot
the houses and the cars. But they'll never take my shooting star. (Kevin Rudolf) I love just who you are, I ain't gon' try to change ya. You are a shooting
happy has you've ever been before I should not ask, cause I don't wanna care All you ever bring is trouble everywhere Cause You shoot shoot shoot to
down To bring a little order there They came in undercover To the laundry's back room And right there before their eyes Was a Shanghai saloon Shoot
Ring around the roses Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Ring around the roses Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
come So God bless yall niggas 'cuz I'm sneezing with my gun Ah-choo Bless you You ain't D Block or Double R nigga No doubt imma stretch you Imma shoot
a shooting star Oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Oh yeah, you're just a shooting star You're just a shooting
Shoot the runner, shoot, shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Shoot the runner, shoot, shoot the runner I'm a king and she's my queen Dream
The harder it became to sleep I couldn't start waking The sound of the fears That helped me for a ransom Weren't working anymore Maybe if I... Shoot
here next to me Just don't feed me with no tube Or change my dirty diaper If I'm back at mommy's boob Call in the frickin' snipers And just shoot me
