your world We get our might Something's gone way too wrong Keeping us in pain for far too long This is not a game And it's not for the weak Heads
Traduzione: Il sangue della vita. Non per i deboli.
A nigga live for the ice or makin G's off the dice And too many pimps and hoes, this is '98 life And cribs is gettin infiltrated from Peru And cops
hunt for you they hunt for me The hunter and the hunted They hunt for you they hunt for me The hunter and the hunted They hunt for her they hunt for him
I will accept all the hate you sell me Official I will believe all the lies you tell me I'm weak But you know what's right You know what's perfect for
pavement You're scum I'll rip your worthless life right from your eyes I'll fucking seize everything Like fucking vultures Prey upon the weak Like fucking vultures Like fucking vultures This will not
But maybe is for that God you believe in That you have not committed suicide. To cut your veins It's so sweet feeling the blood overflowing Killing
dog but it's not about the skills we have Because the city is sickly the need the Balm on Gilead Known for doin' things that's odd to see like the Iliad
price No regrets for What I've done A mercenary's life But there i was On battleground Until I felt the jaws of death Cut into my flesh Defending old and weak
dogs we bite first Yall can talk on the mics but in life my knife works I'm ready for the game is it ready for me? I done stepped beyond any level you
-hop legend for later Leave a treacherous crater with a push of this detonator So who's I'll and who's not? Who's popping and ooh-wop Who's a cross between
sins for the weak to hold Stronger men have gained control It's starting to sting My days grown cold We hardly knew what we had to know We have left but not
let em And when they do, I respect them, welcome The cure for your suffering, tell them it's pure No subtle hints of weak substances cuttin it I chuckle
Quiet money fo life, understand huh This is quiet money fo life, TBS huh Get it right, huh [AZ] This another one street stressing Keep pressing, he's
celly's weak, batteries low [Chorus] If tonight's the, night then let me know (AZ) Hello? Yo Hit me up as soon as possible (AZ) Damn Got it on right here for
the player exist In any human endeavour Who's been know to resist Sirens of fame and possessions? They will destroy you, not rivals, not age, not success
in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep
