see. What can I do? (a lot) It's up to me! (just once)... When I look back and can still see myself, I remember being alone and how pathetic I felt. They told me what
see what can i do (bout 7 times...) it's up to me when i look back and i can still see myself, i remember being alone and how patheic i felt they told me what
Traduzione: Link 80. What Can I Do.
but do I care? No sorry I'm a lover not a fighter commit your crime I'll be glad to do your girlfriend, I'll be glad that you do time Here's the deal
Now I'm losin my mind, gotta take time If I wanna roll that weed, cuz you know I gotta roll it in the leaf Can't fuck with no stemi I'm losin my mind,
rap shit, my roots is deep You heard the bitch is you, yeah I know what's beef Let it cook and I pop like grease You thirsty niggas can't stop my feast, uh I
is deep You heard the bitch in you Yeah I know what's beef Let it cook And I pop like grease You thirsty niggers can't shot my feast Ugh I still love
Break it Bop it Niggas beat-boxin' [Verse 1:] I do what I do like I do it for TV I guess what I'm doin' I'm doin' to keep the... Shoes on my feet sweeter
by greed, causin you to distress Just do what's best, clean house, leave out Them punks can't touch what they can't peep out See I'm a raw nigga, and
we can blow big Man I'm so high I done forgot where these niggas live [Y] What? Go get the pager digits fool [K] It was in my pocket [Y] What you sayin? [K] I
life just tryin to break night We in for life, under the lights but I'm outta sight When I write sometimes I wonder if it's outta spite I like livin on
stacks up from silly men Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced To my nested kin, I leave some Japanese yams What? What? What? [Chorus] [
it just so I could spit it Flow a just so could flow a Fuck her like I could fuck her (Take it all you need me) Do her like I could do her Get it how
cops Nigga I'm heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness But the closest I burned to death is the reason that I spark this (Spark this what
snatch stacks up from silly men Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced To my nested kin, I leave some Japanese yams What? What? What? [Chorus
