gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're
Traduzione: Dead Boys. Tell Me.
LA" where birds have kids like crazy, seagulls and turtledoves. And remember we'd tell everyone to tell everyone we're dead. And right now sugar and water will put me
s going down The type of shit, that make your girl knees touch the ground You got plex let me know, you got beef let me know If you looking for me nigga
(feat. Dead End B.G.) [Verse 1:] Clientele increasing swiftly, from a G to a ki Living millionaires dream, that my eyes can see Dead End we leave you
games needs me Never let them see me down, smile while I'm bleeding Smile When your struggilin Smile when Your in jail Smile When your dead broke Smile
die the stuttering rifles will stifle the cry the monstrous anger the fear's rapid rattle a desert inferno kids dying like cattle Don't tell me
die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids dying like cattle Don't tell me
when you get down to it It's got a good sound to it Don't meddle around with it 'Cos it's far too wet to woo When Mummy and Daddy play They tell me to
white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac:] Man, ain't nobody promised me
fruit since I claimed Him cause, I came a long way, let me tell you what I was. Can't go back baby! We've evolved! We were once dead in our trespasses
enter our way Bang! Bum rush the back door Then scatter, onto the dance floor Me and my boys, skeezin the cuties Never had static, cuz everybody knew me
's how we gonna do it (8 bars?) Yeah all of us gonna spit 8 I'll get the hook son (Yo let me tell these mother fuckers something) You know what I'm saying
responsible All I know who spittin all I know who givin Me all this cash, just to put down twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I
man to merc me You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one See me face to face chump, watch me beat you
" But I guess it hurts me more than any other That's not a kid, that's my little brother Death is walkin the nation, takin boys and girls And all I say
tell tha boy to keep bumpin', well watch these folks keepin' enemies close an any nigga kin to me betta not fold, he say he a friend to me but snitchin
match And then I set the tele on, I set the tele on fire Tell me what?s the deal Tell me what?s the deal Cuz it really seems to me Bona fide is a whole
