And with these walls we will never need the sun. These knots are eyes and every stain's an effigy. To never be shown in the open world. These walls
Traduzione: Fine. These Walls.
Come to wind, carry it from the sun Come to rain, turns up the corners of my mouth And I like this wide open view But I'm not looking further than
could talk Everybody business be heard so I prefer To blueprint, every plan among fam clear Don't wanna risk a billion dollar plan the walls have ears
(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
will you scream at the walls... For someone to listen? Surrender the right to resolve Cause no one will listen Confusion sets in With no beginning or end
you do all the things that you meant to do? Can you look it in the eyes when it comes for you? Or will it never end? One end with no cure That's all
wall) you know that shes the one (is just as you left. it says "you better end it all before you live to regret it".) (Thanks to Heather Helpless for these
Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old school All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island Queens, and all the motherfuckers
you want it Well baby if you got it better flaunt it Let the liquor help you get up on it I'm still tipsy from last night Bumpin these walls as I
a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these
fame) More Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, [Verse One] I wasn't mad until these tricks me It's time to sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these
this place? To the fakes without a pistol in the first, facin termination in the worst But I figured to play the wall; to watch all these playa hatin
now and then I feel the end of us I never meant to say I'm sorry And I'm not sad to see you go We're human shapes burned on concrete walls These days
fucked up i puff that chron and get fucked up i snort that shit and get fucked up I puff on that pipe like a life line do it in my right mind end up
(feat. Paul Wall, Chamillionaire) [talking] Balling is a habit over here, at Paid In Full Want you to know that, g'yeah [Hook x2] Balling is a habit