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Traduzione: Mob Rules. The Speed \u200b\u200bOf Life.
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail? High speeds
pick pocket a grass skirt Your freestyle in a test of strength was the perfect weight So it's logical we obey the 3-knockdown rule Whether you married to the mob
of Zelda" Without a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the captain that a bassett hound couldn't even smell ya body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob
A.T. team Security areas scopin' I'm with the Fourteen By any means cream rules everything Money is power rather die like a soldier than Live my life
runnin' this shit since high school I don't bend break the rules, I pay no more dues I'm the chief in these streets, I make the rules Nigga
a mob, and not get robbed Considered to be a savior, and not be God (Whoa) Listen to the nigga flow now I can speed it up or slow down Face the facts
surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed Considered to be a savior and not be God (Whoa) Listen to the nigga flow now, I can speed it up or slow down
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? And if we fail? High speeds
Sweat my youth away With the rules we have to play Speeding through your magazine Pistol, pavement, no TV Talk and talk, no time Night time burnt inside
mob life) High, high, high, high powered (Move with thugs) My life is all women and money but the money come over women I'm a worldwide self-made mob
the north side of town With a frown I'm bout to get a gun and start to clown On a fool on any fool who break the rules Imma do whatever young nigga have
Sweat my youth away With the rules we have to play Speeding through your magazine Pistol, pavement, no T.V. Talk and talk No time, nighttime Burnt
Legend of Zelda" Without a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the captain that a bassett hound couldn't even smell ya body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob
