Out of all the guys that approach me Walking up to me like they know me You were the one that stayed aside Waited awhile and took your time You don?t
Everyday I think "Man, it can't get no worse...." Everyday I surprise even myself Every night I sit and wonder why Everyday I want to fucking die Fuck
true dead ringer For something like you ain't never seen Once you get it, you can't forget it W.S. Walcott medicine show W.S. Walcott medicine show W
(shouting in backround) wit more black men in da world, we aint neva gunna die we multiply, straight up straight up (cheers) (announcer) what you
CHORUS [PHONTE]: Open the door let me in Teach us all, preach us in, Turn the cheek, let it slide Give me five on the black hand slide [STYLES P]: Give
I'm serving time All for a crime I did commit You want the truth? You know I'd do it all again Left for dead Heaven is only in my head! I heard a voice
My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one
[tekst: daniel potasz; muzyka: daniel potasz, maja konarska] MA?wiA? Ci, nie sA?yszysz Jeszcze raz W A?yciu nic przypadkiem Nie zdarza siA? I moA?e nigdy
proszA?, juA? nie pA?acz. ja wiem gdy to robisz, choA¦ na koA±cu znanego mi A?wiata jesteA?. PoznajA? siA?A? zniszczenia Jak potrafiA? w niwecz obracaA
RZA came and got me, this what I came to do, come on Ring the bell so it's time to eat Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats, bomb inside the palm Doc rock
Oh you don't have blue eyes. I expected blue eyes. That's how I pictured you would be. And you don't have long hair. I thought you'd have long
So many times I said it was forever Said our love would always be true Somethin' in my heart always knew I'd be lying there beside him On my own, On
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, wait a minute now Uh, oh Uh, uh Can ya'll hear me out there? Lunatics, is y'all ready? Let me hear ya Uh, oh Uh I'm a sucka for
[WC] Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH! [E-40] BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah! [WC] Dub Cya, nya! [E-40] Uhhhh, hah! [WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc? [E-40]
Maybe it's not over yet Somewhere inside him there must be some new dream Awaiting to topple the rest when he finds himself feeling alive yet alone Maybe
streets Homeboy you don't work, homeboy you don't eat "You don't work, you can't eat" [WC] This record was put together by Jay Dee, Coolio, and the W
Yea, turn the music up a little bit Yea, a little bit louder, right there In the name of the streets Click, click, boo ya, Dub kicked the frame in Nigga
