don't fight me baby This silence has got to stop You used to want to know my mind But now I even hate to bring that up You get so down Down on me All
just allow a fragment of your life to wander free, oh Cause' losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me Although
, oh, yeah, yeah If it all comes down, all comes down, all comes down All comes down on me, all comes down on me Oh baby it all comes down on me
Traduzione: Cuore. Down On Me.
cloudless sky But rain pours down inside Asphyxiate on silence Please save me, ?cause I can't do this on my own Come face me, so I wont be here on my own Inject me
on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, so come on (x2) Banshee wailing from my throat Only dogs can hear the notes Be
down deep down deep down there's a word that describes it somehow I guess I'll never find it deep down deep down Deep down deep deep down deep down
flex and break necks of those emcees that wouldn't notice notice me claim to give me my props but standing on the video with Jodeci didn't know you the beat down
bout foolin me? What could you do to me? Nothin, you're frontin, it'll be your last Mess around punk, and get a foot in your {ass} Cause my voice on wax
Stone And quicken their dead and quick on the draw Western winds make the dirt gust I still see you when you hear strikes I'ma bust It's on, I've been holdin it down
the ball, looked at me like "What's crackin'?" I quickly threw up the block, glock start dumpin' it's on, till my heart stop pumpin' Jumpin' the gun to
runny Might go to church on Sunday And sell dope on Monday One hand on the scale, the other one on the bible Askin' the Lord to protect me from my enemies
enough to cop me two or three Two of Oze's of that good candy But I was goin take just a second for me to get back on my toes and feet On my toes and
't really my get-down plus I'm the new laws of nature It might not come back on me now but this will come back on me later I'm from it, built for battle
some'll mimic I try to seperate fact from gimmick Crack from Women Platinum driven Automatic results I'm hearin' Attica will shatter your hopes Habits I broke, like talkin' on
