I finished the story of my life About three a m last night It's the best thing I've ever read And though the start seemed to drag You know the middle
译文: 白城市. 我一生的故事.
the dope lady Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gonna hate me I got a good heart, and a good brain You heard my gangsta story, my life was off the chain My
She never knew my name, least not the one my daddy gave me I took off the way I came, moonlight reflectin' off the chrome She didn't want my story so
with him And a white guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one
bitches let me have my way You can analyze it, all you want But I was knockin' bad hoes with no teeth in the front When I had no money and drove my
game is real You want to stop my money, how? You keep smoking, I?m selling out It?s called the City of Dope, might be your town Get a piece of the rock
wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the black knight mounted the white
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who
'll be Sheek Luchion the mayor Fatigued out in my house or office Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the town supports this (Uh-hun) My staff
ha, Kato rest in peace Chi-Town stand the fuck up - HOLLA! My nigga Mack Dime on the West coast, my nigga Wavy Hahahaha All my chicanos, all my vatos
Yeah, 20 miles an hour in my long Bentley Shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me Shit, lately I've been practicing my gas face 'Cause that's what
But niggas in my hood don't listen to heavy metal Just that real deal hard knock life shit Only smoke the greenery, never that white shit Who said my
who tryin' to burn me I'm like a pit in a cage, spittin' my shells in a gauge Deadly as AIDS, niggaz gettin' crossed like a maze Now picture me livin' my life
room night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall She sees a bartender in a pool of blood Cries out, "My God, they killed them all" Here comes the story
know But most of the money I done stuck up my nose I said, "Roll gypsy roll" Lord just pick up your bags and go Gypsy's life's a story and it's one
the front porch as I get out of my car And as my father's eyes meet mine there's one wish in my heart I'm wishin' my daddy was forty again He would
Bacardi, I sold dope to anybody Me and my homies sold dubs and dimes Took turns bustin' rhymes just to pass the time A white man drove up to my spot