is over [1: All] Last call for alcohol The club is almost closed So I need your name and your number Before the night is through Last call for alcohol
Traduzione: Somethin 'For the People. Ultima chiamata.
Lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers) Seein visions of people smokin and ni**az catchin vapors Got his man from around the corner (we'll call
the chains of your misery This time the payback for evil shit you did to me They call me militant, racist cause I will resist You wanna censor somethin
So all my people on the left, all my people on the right scream one last tiiiiiime [Eminem] Get your ass up for the Doctor, one more time Get your ass up for
it's all about so as i ease back from this microphone i'm a let it go to Aceyalone little somethin' like this [Chorus:] check it out people whoever
manipulatin, politicians delegatin Task of perpetratin, sounds like Satan makin racist statements of abomination, niggaz pray to somethin sacred Waitin for
the guy to lead a crew right up to your face and dis you Everyone saw me on the last album cover Holding a pistol something far from a lover Beside my
ask E-Swift If you don't believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff If you don't believe Griff then step up to fuck with I Call you up and send you as
point like Jason [Kidd], god It's one thing to be all hood I guess its safe to say, (what?), so far so good Black [Hook] Downtown we winding down, last call for
for my nigga In the middle with the Henny, with the heifer with the bald head, long hair Some here, it's all here, all, yeah Man I'm a call here, call
in a cab I trade in my cash Just to take you back to last summer, man You don't remember when you was my sweetest You don't remember I call you Reese'
a cab I trade in my cash Just to take you back to last summer, man You don't remember when you was my sweetest You don't remember I call you Reese'
) Watch it move forward (oh), so boldly I'm always for the streets, but baby not for the block Came here for what I want, can't hate me for what I got
When the fall they call out, mamma, whenever the drama Get higher, I'mma, bomb a, nigga, like it was the last time And the last rhyme, BD got the flow
know you heard of me You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the
for short, for some better know me Bust' Rhymes (What's good?) Maintainin (same here, just smashin) (How the fam?) They all good my nigga, thanks for