Again When I Say I Want You When I Say I Need You When You Say Come Closer I Know I'll Never Leave You When I Say I Want You When I Say I Need You When
you When I say I want you When I say I need you When I say I want you I know I'll never leave you When I say I love you When I say I need you When
Traduzione: Air Supply. When I Say.
too I can't stand you You make a mockery of our struggle [? ] with plans too And I swear to god I wish you helped [? ] back/beck? too And I caressed
Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated Mama told me I'm too related By niggas I'm often hated The reefer keeps me sedated I've waded through life
encomium Nobody applauded the atmosphere was ominous They feared I would spit, they don't like when I bust I need more pain so I can pretend to be tough
me I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you.... Pusha [Pusha T] I keep that ziploc bustin at the stitches Culinary chemist, I serve the malicious
t shut me down when I got this here ya know? [First Verse: Crazy] When I first got my chopper, I couldn't use it, Now these niggas wanna thug hate me, so I
then tie 'em down If he try to move then I gotta lie him down From Y-O, aka Riot Town I used to buy it, but I just supply it now Y'all used to talk, but
short stoppin' ya cuts (yeeah) Cuttin' off ya supply cause now your connect workin' for us (okay) Grab the thang and I'm a bust, I ain't scared to do
up the mess you made If I could tell the truth Or lie would I attempt to do at the same time Expect you to apologize for trying To make me so up tight Don't say
me, maybe, because you're as crazy as I am Cuz when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes But if I look deeper inside I see your freakish little
ya details I don't dig up dirt, I shake the Earth And I never say names, I wouldn't waste a verse Off of the top I'm hot, and when they dare me to write
the air, cuz I'm about to blast Bambue bout to set if off on your ass Bring it on, what, the way I do this Ain't nothin' to this, raps run through this
I wanna see the walls come down, if ya'll bout it For New York, I cover the sport, like Marv Albert One, two, when I exhale, the one-two Lock it down