't know who I am And she doesn't give a damn And someday she'll know who I am Then maybe she'll give a damn
Traduzione: A Rocket To The Moon. Give A Damn.
of the tracks Between a rock and a hard place, I found Artifacts They asked me to c'mon get down with the get down And give y'all a sample of how that
* send corrections to the typist Yo, I plan to build a myself a facility before I'm 40 a molecular archceogenetic laboratory that can analyze complex
s goon talk Give me three feet you bustaz better moon-walk Oh yeah we cop the benz, drop the chevvy on them monster rims While y'all can rock milk-chocolate
I'm Wizard, call me Chris Webber Scary, wise, I'm way past terror I make like Jay-Z, then Roc-a-Fella Rock 'em out the club Then buy 'em a bottle of champagne
tell a lie, tonight you couldn't find a better guy King shit, flyer than anyone you get seen with Gangsta distinguished, cool as a penguin Got a team
I'm a true nigga, please do nigga Betta inquire from a few niggas Cuz bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four
a true nigga, please do nigga Betta inquire from a few niggas Cuz bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four-fifth
about the green give a damn how you feel You got yellow down your back you can't rock with the Trill Leave you red from head to toe, give you the blues
don't check me, go check the trick I know she just had a baby in June, her chest is saggin Her na-na had turned to jelly and her stomach looked like a moon
- Five-ten suitable Bitches be sayin' Tiq was sayin' 'Damn, Al beautiful' Loc'ed from the crazy drama, stroked all them bitches' mommas Put up a six and catch a
me stay, they showed me two hooters a piece I stayed for a second but you know I gotta skate It's like a race, cops chase me, I'm chasing the moon Before
ll give you a mile I ain't here to do anything half-way Don't give a damn what anyone might say I just wanna free fall for a while That rebel moon is
counting a quarter million while I'm pouring a bowl of cereal, fresher than your ever were richer than a year ago with three dollars a skittle but it'
here [Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] Never discuss cheese around a mouse Nah I got a grimey team that'll probably empty a clip on Big Momma's house Damn her eyes a
now surrender) (My pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a blender) Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center Like Rockafella you hit rock bottom
impossible Never possible I ain't tryin to be flossible Mess around then your life becomes tossible MC better get a grip I run a battle ship Punks get a
