my instincts showing Kick in, kick in I'm screaming from outside in Tell me where I've been There's nowhere to return to out there I think I've lost my
I finally lost my way, yes, finally lost my way, I finally lost my way Finally lost my way, yes, I finally lost my way I finally lost my way, yes, I
Traduzione: Finger Eleven. Lost My Way.
do you wanna live forever Tell me, which one? They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- I'm losin my mind Look down the barrel of my nine and my vision's blurry
way to keep supporting my weed habit I get my shit dirt cheap, the way I like it You disrespect the clip, puto I get excited My trigga finger get itchy
is the way of the mountain they took half my nuts and berries and riddled "who's counting?" bit my finger with the truth, the blood was spouting now my
the family, like Rose I'll take a back seat Keep my name out your mouth like my wax from the racks of (Fat Beats) Fat egos inflated, hope you liked my
My brother Shaka would have wanted me to do it like this So raise the glasses for all the lost ones in your life Dilla dawg and master wow, what up with
Because they don't know my name, only know my initials Building bombs in the attic for elected officials I quit my job, I cut my hair You know I cut my
love I was almost home when my luck ran out And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout My fresh low low also went too And there was no denyin' that my
in the trunk On my way back from the sushi bar, drinkin' saki I'se diamonded down and clusters on my fingers like Liberace To all my 223 spitters, hustlers
in the belly of the beast A neck-turner-learner I keep my finger on the fuckin' trigga I ain't scared like these other niggas Black life bein' lost to
summertime smokin', Very hypnotized, when it was time, we spent time. There's no way to rewind, or prevent, Time from slipping away, like day, into the dark. And the way
