here - I'm still hard I'm still here - but you've gone soft You've gone soft, you've gone soft You've gone soft, you've gone soft The EDGE hasn't gone
the chords to much bullshit inflicted, to many stories told I'm fed up with lies, I'm just so fed up, no more I'm not going soft like you to much
Traduzione: Refused. Soft.
s plain to see, that we mobb niggaz hidin' in bushes Claimin that they ride rough, but they soft as they cushion They softer than bitches in the worst
jail, and if I do, I don't give a fuck Sneakin up on ya like a thief in the night Never givin a fuck about a sucker, I ain't the soft type So run up
was hated Bitch niggas tried to cross me out Nigga I been on I been off I been a worker I been a boss Outta all tha shit I eva been I neva been soft
life You took my heart once, you?ll not take it again I?m stronger now, was weaker then I?m stronger now, was weaker then Your touch was soft but it
happening inside of me I refuse to fight you anymore All I know is I have to make sure...make sure you never wake up again Soft flesh gives way to trembling
I choose Oh, if I hear them knockin? You know I can?t refuse We?ll face the winds that break the strongest of trees Beckon for the sweet soft summer
be fooled We in the sun where the kids wear their vests to school Soft niggas don't survive they be taking a dive (West Side) Refuse to leave them player
get open Touching my mic is like wet hands feeling a light switch If I spark for too long I cause an electrical crisis In sessions, niggas refuse to give
Why does she sing these sad songs for me, i'm not the one To tenderly bring her soft sympathy i've just begun To see my way clear it's plain, if i stop
t care cause Boogie Down Productions has both The most worldwide coast to coast We didn't do it with the soft commercial sound Try the ghetto cause I refuse
the crib And I want everything not just some of the shit Got niggas comin home at night like you son of bitch Nigga done took me off yeah you shook and soft
a few People just how bad it can get You thought I couldn't get get with But I came out to rip shit You say that I'm soft because I'm hangin out west
s comin he aint far behind Somebody tell me how I ended up like this I wait for God to give me strength, I'ma fight this I refuse to bend down cuz I'm
could write rhymes I sat in class hypnotized, my mind in a daze Pretendin Bushwick Bill rippin up a stage But back in the days Little Bill was soft as
