TOO MANY VOICES SCREAMING IN MY HEAD I'LL SMASH IT OPEN AND SET THEM FREE I threatened once to take a gun and kill them all They enthusiastically encouraged me It
Traduzione: Forgotten Rebels. Smash It Open.
spark it In the end all you heard was a scream Diggin as dug in the concrete, a disappearing dream And don't tell me how it seems To hold it down (to
will I teach yaa, but it's these tactics that he daily practice They gonna let you Don't have it? Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards Blast it, we
it First hundred G's I see, nigga, I'm tryin' to flip it And that's some real shit, not just a lyric Got a couple open cases, not too specific Niggaz
it took you to make me realize it took you to make me see the light smashed up my sanity smashed up my integrity smashed up what i believed in smashed
selling point, v'fer grams off his beeper Let it be, come see me, I've got the same shit cheaper Check the spot, the whole shit's hot It's dead on the
Bubble 187 did I do it with an AK, another day a nigga dead up in the alleyway Why did I do it, it?s my pistol and I packed it, I think they need to
Shades got it, don't knock it we hot topic [Scuskotch(?)] Stab so many hearts, open to all your foundation Who think it make the nation that we replace
She's too complex Then we sex Open legs To the vein I complain Sniff cocaine Harder back, heart attack Smack to my vein Smash down the walls Smash down
it's these tactics that he daily practice They gonna let you don't have it? Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards Blast it, we sons of assassins Match it
This is life this ain't a job, Audemare and Shapor, Just symbolize I go hard, Navy on navy Camaro I did it all for the Yankees, Did it all for New York
say tomorrow never dies, But he forgot to tell you 'you can'. You can have a sicker clan than Wu-Tang, But when your time's up, that's it, it's you fam
that, fought that won that Lost that and got it right back, you better listen [Hook - 2x] Quit being hard headed (yeah I hear you mayn) Open your ears
shaking bloodied hand scrapes the finished wood As I punch furiously on her box, I first see a crack, then it starts to widen Smashing through the
point, v'fer grams off his beeper Let it be, come see me, I've got the same shit cheaper Check the spot, the whole shit's hot It's dead on the block
