along I knew it Didn't matter and it didn't seem right And then you flew it Before I knew it you were gone long gone. You were gone long gone
Didn't matter and it didn't seem right And then you flew it Before I knew it You were gone, long gone Gone long gone You were gone, long gone
I knew it Didn't matter and it didn't seem right And then you flew it Before I knew it you were gone long gone. You were gone long gone
Traduzione: Chicago. Long Gone Gone.
hustle back crackin' Now you can tell the story to your friends back home Back home they missin' "back" cuz a nigga been gone So long,to all the homies
, and we still matain (MOTHERFUCKER) Chicago, is the city we will ride for Is they city we will die for What you know about rivals It's all about survival in Chicago
hard rhyme" [Verse One] I'm rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit If anyone steps up askin shit, I'm blastin shit You gone phase me, but swingin
from Strong Island to Chicago The type of freestyler flow Yeah, it's fluent, and we don't need to flow no more Hah [Intro: this comes before "Wonce Again Long
flex this [Verse One: Tung Twista] Now I just be On the front porch, with a torch, ready to scorch Two women peepin me cause really I'm gone In the
the same. There was rain in our window, The FM set was ragged But she could talk, yeah, We learned to speak And one year has gone by Such a long long
a real hard rhyme" --- Keith Murray [Verse One] I'm rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit If anyone steps up askin shit, I'm blastin shit You gone
bought eleven machine guns And he brought them in my crib (Ghostface Killah) Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton Heard Nia Long is
looking back at me, Better take Chicago Forest to the plain, There's a Colorado River running through the green, You been hanging around this world far too long
gotta be there) I just wanna be your lady (Baby I gotta be there) (I wanna be where you are) (Could it be I stayed away too long?) [x2] What's gone is gone
Tried busking down in Frisco, tried dancin' in LA I played the blues in Chicago, boy I ran home in Santa Fe I played guitar for many men, signed a deal
rounders Would you trust this poor child to You just roll on cold river Wash little Moses down We've got business to attend to In Chicago town In Chicago
't coming back no more [Chorus:] You gone be in the Emergency Room You standing by my bed And so-tempted to pull out my IV You gone be in the Emergency
