Traduzione: Han'Some. Abbassare le luci.
(musica: V. Nocenzi / testo: F. Di Giacomo, V. Nocenzi) Ruota eterna ruota pesante lenta nel tuo cigolio stai schiacciando le mie ossa e la mia
All the good times are past and gone all the good times are past and gone All the good times are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do I can
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleach blonde tramp, and she's probably getting frisky... right now, he's probably buying her some fruity
not evil, just spoiled by greed Had morals to protect but didn't guard that shit It's like we dropped all our scruples in the Sarlack pit We're Han Solo
tea can draw But some woman use all a di wood one time and don't lef a straw Suh when night time come and dem raw Yuh si dem with dem han' a dem jaw Yuh
guh a ting like Chorus: Freedom, for some I am bawling Babylon yuh pull di chain from mi han Mi still under yuh Babylon system God knows, Freedom for some
nuh! (Yeah-hey! yeah hey! seet deh! seet deh!) Yeh, yeh, yeah-hey [Verse 1:] She get three wuk fi pair a Reebok Me nut, mi mek di han, di knee bruk Black
all out, have to seal these motherfuckers fate On a mission from Cleveland, ridin it from outta state So ready yourself because it's on full scale I heard some
(Lee - Reynolds) Ev'rybody's reaching out for somebody Er'rybody's knocking at some door And long before I ever found you You're the one that I was
By M three-eighty-oh, Musa on the low Get ya high with fly style, rugged profile With chuckers, you know it's time for some pound to go Now suckers, get
seed I guarantee to give you what you need One blood everybody like Junior Reid Wake up every morning yo I must up seed Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede Yo really let me roll some
day or so I be up in the white house getting feletio By an administrative assistant with deep throat Butt naked on the floor knee deep in some coke Or on a speaker phone freestyling with some
Put away your weapons its Master MC One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me [Chorus] Feet come first, sometimes not the head Some niggas eat, some
venoms I never go soft (never) I make that pussy snap Back Back Back and Forth Some more outtakes over B.Rich roughbreaks I write more rhymes han Rick
