our whole lives We're good guys, but we can't be good every night We're good guys, but we can't be good our whole lives She was giving off blue light
Traduzione: The Hold Steady. Tutta la nostra vita.
police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush So what happened to the leverage, why wasn't they steady Why wasn't they able to control this? I know some fok' that live
pal yeah yeah I never left it Hold my spot down every time I got down Searching for the answers lost and not found On how I stay crowned is to live like
blessing Every last blessing I learned a lesson I didn't realize my blessings keep me from stressin' Jesus came, and died on the cross To save us from our sins, our
cock-wrap they bop Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock I drop steady, cripplin non-believers like Teddy Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you're not ready Hold steady
worst One, come on, come on, one [Chorus: Marc Live] Yo, yo, yo motherfuckers can't fuck with this, realness Seventh sin deadly, raise the key to rock steady
[Kool G Rap] I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks Crib way out in the sticks, they house
Deez) and in the middle of the winter, it's still 89 degrees (That's right) We's die hard, pullin job nigga's hall cards Best to check our records cos
hold your mic Then aim it at the whole vice squad just like ??? Rollin like every prototype was dolomight One man recall his ice inside his gun hand he holds
slow then she tells me go I don't know what I'd do without the blazins of my flamin boo Through my arm steady, keepin my game in tru Keep a nigga steady
skills to out last ya, My mentality stays open, And if everything's cool, I'm hopin', To leave the microphone smokin'.. Hope your ready, My whole team can rock steady
skills to out last ya, My mentality stays open, And if everything's cool, I?m hopin', To leave this microphone smokin'.. Hope your ready, My whole team can rock steady
our dreamin nigga Millions of tops I want the plot The whole world, nigga I want all my own spot Yachts Till I get it, get it Get it how I live I'ma thug
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dirty Money [Scarface] Now the whole neighborhood silent Got the fed-e-rals hangin (Shhhh) While these young niggaz steady sangin
