be with me or you should be gone (Don't waste my time) Be with me or be gone Be with me or be gone Stay on my side or leave me be We went through
Traduzione: Rabbia. Be With Me Or Be Gone.
up [BAKARII:] Nigga, This is Kansas City You got me fucked up Highland and Shortnitty Nigga we can knuckle up I got fifty-six with me Strickly for my rouges With me until they lift me
with any broad, the buster now you ain't grabbin me ta [Chorus:] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I shoulda told him to put a condom on "Listen to me now, believe me
age of fifteen But you wanna be the Jordan of rap An I' be catch you on the rebound slam dunk two in your back You aint shit, never was shit, never gone be
mad rage and I can't see Cold sweat from the broken images of my dreams I've seen worlds of peace with no pain But then I woke up to reality, we all should be
that! You gets nothin', bro! Then I let him know why they call me mister mister Cuttin-throats So here we go with another flow, you feel my rage Now give
shuddered, not with fear, but with an awful and night-cold anticipation. [The Emperor Koord:] General Vane, we begin the final siege of this campaign with
blood cells In simplicity ov spells Divine names, meta-games I greet Thy presence Oh Snake! Thou art God! Coiled underneath my throne With Thee I reunite With
minivan Got let this schemmy plan Pay me man, scan Sex, cars any money Sex guard the money With this gun, it be hard to run me Get it right, or get it
Some foreign car driving dude With a road rage attitude Pulled up beside me talking on his cell phone He started yelling at me Like I did something wrong
Burning inside with rage Rewrote the script, with my voice inside of the page I've decided the ways Previously paved for me to walk Will never see, me
s scattered. Reachin' for them pistols, but them can't fade me gauge. Now me bucked them straight to them pave, and me bucked 'em straight to them grave: Can't be
a real scarface I done cut so many niggaz, that my name should be razor blade So, be afraid, when when I come through with my gat Cuz your bones'll be
clergy member from Mecca who heard of me worshipped me I got away nervously, talked about it purposefully Next time I see it, it's gonna have a word with me
technology. We live in a society with a fever for physical death or it don't exist. Than the possibility of eternal life Something that can be seen
