Your words are shallow and dull against my skin. Their cold bitter edge cuts deeper within. I don't appreciate the words you say behind my back, but
a scar across my Your knife, my back Your knife, my back Your knife, my back Your knife, my back You left me with a scar across my back
Traduzione: Kids In The Way. Il vostro coltello, My Back.
FOREVER KING"! } [50 Cent:] I like my bitches fast, jus' like the Porsches Switch gears, ride at like 500 horses. Your now rockin' with the boss of the bosses My
fate of my kids If I die is the state gon snatch up my kids? City life, no choice but to live by the knife Put food on the table at whatever the price
walkin' through that park one night Whether your skin is black or white And you feel that particular pressure on the back of your head And the hairs on the back of your
be showing off too often at 65 This butterfly tattoo Might be something I tell my kids not to do Spring break shouldn't last the rest of your life
laid out wid gun powder That's one route I'm full of them scams Pull and advance through your livin' room window Then I'm leavin' wid blood on my hands
front page bitch I hear that niggas bout to bring it to my places of war So I'm sittin in my chair with my face in the door Give my Haitians a call tell
wayne song describe my smallest bank account silly A milli-milli a milli a milli-milli milli I'm movin in it like diddy, your city's my city They try
a grown man record companies keep fiddlin with my sound My abandonment issues run deeper than you know I'll tell you all about it on my next album, I promise My
World's about to end and everybody die (geah) You better get ready, we under attack The kids killing kids Mexicans and the Blacks (What the fuck is that?!?) Get the gat Watch your back
rob able You got a problem dude? We can handle this like men Call your boys too, I'll happily cancel your friends Put your game outta order And pamper your
back to life This is my only way I know so I must remove the knife We eye to eye now goodbye to his life fool I told you I would get my five dollars
yearn to make rap better. . . let's stick together! [CHORUS:] "You had your chance and you blew it [x3] You had your chance, you had your chance, you had your
rays I'm the royal highness, so clear your sinus Put your trust in the plus and conceal the minus Your head's unravelling, my force is of a javelin Your
his heart never knew the love that was in it Yeah, word up, goin back If your heart stop beating I'll go back in time Make your heart beat again,
