Theres a glare there in the sun That will tear through the ones That were there and called when no one else was there They carried you home Is it true a moth
true a moth dies flying into the light? Is it true a moth dies flying into the light? True, a moth dies flying into the light Is it true a moth dies
a glare there in the sun That will tear through the ones That were there and called when no one else was there They carried you home Is it true a moth
Traduzione: Il nostro. Falena.
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and i aint in no motha fucking gang but I'm a motha fucking gangster real rap Imma G boy get smoked by the P boy coc by the key boy
up with you motha fuckas, huh? Niggas tried to motha fuckin squash the shit, but ya'll bitch ass niggas wouldn't motha fuckin listen Like motha fuckin
wanna supply it. Boy I'm on that fly shit. Boy I am what everyone in my past don't want me to be. Guess what, I made it. I'm the motha fuckin' man,
wit oscars We messin wit dat dranky drank Plus u puffin on da stanky stank In the mornin u gon draw a blank The hotel say ya was ours My girl wasnt on
was ours [Killer Mike:] God damnit the way dogs that ran part runnin rabbit These pigs goin ham samich In new york killed a young brother In atlata killed a grand mother
I ain got time Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dolla And the almighty power of Allah... yea Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motha
my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dolla, And the all mighty power of dat ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha
time, Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dolla, And the all mighty power of dat chit cha cha cha chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha
and playa hate us Now lady heroin steady gettin money Ms. Cocoa leaf and weed, damn they gettin blunted And my homies steady dyin, mothers steady cryin
held sacred that I've dropped I won't lie no more you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget I like gypsy moths and radio talk ?Cause
ve held sacred that I've dropped I won't lie no more you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget I like gypsy moths and radio talk Cause
