Now I can smile cuz I'm off the beaten path, not even sad don't have any sorrow, and I'll feel just as glad tomorrow. Doubt all you want cuz that's just
[Originally by Martin Leaper and the Minders] Now I can smile 'cause I'm off the beaten path, not even sad don't have any sorrow, and I'll feel just
Traduzione: Kind Of Like Spitting. Ora posso sorridere.
s right, I wanna see you smile I'm loving everything about you, boo I'm loving everything about you, true I'm loving everything about you Pure love I spit
to get it again and expire Deep in thought, spit it like a street report I rep alone still I stand without no feet support Fuck the threats, I rip necks
the pages I don't smoke sess it's rough on the West OK, I confess, I puff on the stress I rip it when I wreck it, when I mic check it Brothers check
I got a question if a man can make his own heaven Can he make his path to get to it too? I only spit through a truth And I spit it for the listeners So
Newport I'm a little strange now On fire like a human torch Just get warmed up Ain't nobody can fucc with me even luccily Get cut in three I'm a fuccin beast I
I testify And I wont lie [Verse 2] Now as I'm lookin in the mirror I see myself Handsome with attitude, so momma gratitude I put the pressure on emcees I
the heat I kept the pressure on him, now, I'm Universal Now he played this money game called hand, reversal I remember when I thought that I could rock
picture the pump and paint i aint the kind u wanna see me aks ar's i cant decide i got the mind of the hustler halacious grind man i hold my city down like i
clap You can applause me from the very beginning You can give me yo, standing ovation while I'm banging your face in With another banger, now call it
open up a can of suck Controversy sells, I swear I spit a rhyme that'll shock I wreck so I get respect in the digital underground, like I'm Pac Labels
In the studio for weeks, now I'm fiendin for passion My temper's kinda trippin for this time I been lastin But now it's time to break so I can have me
Rov'? Ho! Y'all muthafuckas still don't get it I can spit some superficial shit and still won't let it Define my persona, I'm fine wine plus I'ma Refined
) [John Doe] Lyrically I'm kinda dope, mentally I'm tryna cope Cause financially I'm broke, can't afford a dime or smoke But what I kinda hope is these
