Another day goes by And I don't understand and I don't pretend to try I wanna change my life But another day goes by Just when I get it right another
Traduzione: Droga. Another Day Goes By.
Thug Life You know what time it is Feel me Thinkin' back Reminiscing on my teens A young G Gettin' paid over dope fiends Fuckin' off cash that I made
nigga every day, Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away. Now Mama always workin' tryin' to make ends meet. So now a young niggas bein' raised by
, but the few that have so far Talked to police about more than a court date They're victims of a certain situation I'll illustrate Day-to-day pigeons
Numero uno, the one they call Icee B Young gangster by the age of 15 You wanna battle me? You must be a dopefiend Smokin and chokin on the rhymes that are dope
on that ass like two hits of hash Pass by 'em, eye 'em Peep money on the left got the toast Niggaz ready to roast so I'm ghost Then find another victim
And currently, you're currency seeking Like Gary Oldman, [toll] feeding And Romeo's bleeding And that's the sole reason That I'm forging destiny Another victim's stricken By
around and rip the niggy get dope, it's just too hard Why brothers kill one another like coppers get undercovers When all we really got is one another
m laid back feeling good, yea I'm high maintenance Puffing on a blunt go ahead try taking it [Chorus:] Rolling my weed another day goes by I know what
tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose anotha way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another
niggaz got some big paper on them Dope sacks and all that shit Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out! [Daz] It's another bad day in the hood My
And your number And I'll get back to you. Once again it's another rap bandit Fiending at I and I can't stand it Wanna be down with the Day-Glo Knocking
with roses on my casket All my family and friends at my funeral wipin their tears away Mama screamin wake up Im just restin till another day she falls
powda jets across the dash It's all about dope man plenty of cash Every fucking day man an ounce to smoke Game from the brain keep the bitches broke Money dope
in the spotlight or whatever that.. [E] they can do or say whatever they want to us [E] and that we won't retaliate [X] Protect my motherfuckin self, by
He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah! Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit,
