much time has passed And since only one of us Still looks the same Ur words not mine, baby Ur still fine yes you r Like wine, you get better with time
Traduzione: Prince. Meglio con il tempo.
time has passed And since only one of us Still looks the same Ur words not mine, baby Ur still fine yes you r Like wine, you get better with time So
The first minute you do, you get bucked So you and your crew better duck When you step into the Bronx (The TR 808) (Straight, straight from the Bronx) Check it I wanna take this time
On my block, we play chess with techs And if the price is right, we'll twist ya neck Cats get they wig cracked, for disrespect Plus a slug in your thigh, with
foreign legion And it's up with the sheik And down with the frog We're gonna liberate the region! Oh Effendi, we're gonna bury your head in the sand Oh Effendi, you better
to the game [Chorus] {"Prince of peace must hear our plea"} {"Told life you'd be back"} {"There you were"} {"Prince of peace must hear our plea"} {"Everybody look around"} {"There is no hope"} {"Prince
Kadafi the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days We Outlawz, we gon' die this
Otherwise known as Crooklyn Freaks fortify flesh with gold Ears hang trunk, in a slave hold Walk past, don't get the time of day Played like suede, on
better things, to do with my time than to worry about the green eggs and swine "Try them.." The green eggs and swine Much much better things to do with my time
Down, Swoop G, Cydal) Ha, ha. Eh, eh, eh, eh. Get out my face. Check it. Mobb shit bitch. Lynch Mobb mane. Eh, eh. The Lu-Lun-iz 3 Times me Ager
{*scratching*} DJ please, pick up your phone I'm on the request line {*scratching*} [50 Cent] G U-nit! [Missy] This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive
[Intro: 9th Prince] Let's get this money... [9th Prince:] Clash of the Titans, when I write I paint a better picture than James Patterson or James Baldwin
9th Prince, Killarm' My nigga 'Dox [9th Prince:] Aiyo my comrades and thugs in Gangsta Paradise Terrence two times'll slice ya throat twice The one man army, rhyme with
ya'll better think about You better think about it, think about it, think about it [9th Prince:] Think about it, yo, verbal intellect, guns is loaded with
with a pound Feels good comin out y'all, book my first world tour LP's in the store, I spit it if you want it raw [scratching of] (You better recognize
seperate hands, like I'm in the dancehall, bo-gglin I know that's when I had visions of, livin in prison No time to ask questions, no time to start quizzin
