I'll still love you 'Till my death Chorus: Every breath you take Every move you make Every single day Every bond you break I'll be loving you It's kinda
Traduzione: Slick Rick. Sarò Loving You.
more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" -- Grand Puba I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz LL raisin
you know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record
to step up, you be the first fo fall I've been lovin Iceman, ever since I seen George Gervin ball You so broken when you die yo', hearse'll stall So weak you
it for paper You come with the vapors and capers for papers Its cool, someone I'll call later [Chorus:] Me and my homies, love the bottle Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato So on them days you
come on (yeah let's do this) And be fresh, like I am (serious nigga?) [Verse One: Ice Cube] I wish I was in high school So I could fuck young bitches
you for all the wrong reasons, ya know wh'I'm sayin' (Ecstacy) You know, I don't like you for that I'm kinda (???) (Trippin') Do you take that (??) Take
fame, my life will never be the same As the next man's words, can you dig it? I say I got a scheme, a-yo, I gots you figured [Corner] Yo, wassup, wassup
I'll take you for a ride or better yet ride you I love to be inside you, so peep the shit that I do First I'll lick you from your pimples to your corns
the beat be bumpin' don't it And I love to give it to y'all because I know you want it And if you feel like I feel you love the rhythm and blues Reggae
with my New York stitch My chick bangin don't you see my New York bitch Yeah! I'm on my New York shit You niggaz know we deserve the props we get Ridin
I know is I'm rich And I'ma ball like James, bet I be out here quick Man You ain't getting out of here, you must think that your slick In the car we confiscated
I be talking trash let me throw away my swag I be talking Math, baby they be talking half I be talking Yah language, they be talking Raf Where you wanna
to your head and yo you'd better be on your jet ski I could never be The Ruler but like Rick I say I'm slick You're just a backwards kid, excuse my med
artist need to regain the passion It doesn't matter if your chain is platinum It's what you is average, you would not be mentioned with the greatest rappers
wanna nurture that of which you fear, so I'ma leave it up to you Is it a new Daddy-O, or Daddy-O gettin new I know you thought that if I kept back I would
