? (Is it too late?) Hope I choke on them forever this time Is it too late, too late, too late? Is it too late, too late, too late? Is it too late, too late, too late
Traduzione: Spremere. E 'troppo tardi.
Da Mayor Mr. Flamboyant is back I cut my head They wanna see me go pop but the streets won't let me take it there As real as they come it's the shortish
squeeze, you know why she bugging him a lot Over petty things, like why we never go chill at the park If it's cash, he get it five dollars and up He don
be too late you'll make me crazy if we're controlled by what is free you should tangle up with me you're the whore i wanna squeeze until all she wants is
one Lovers Baby let me be your lover Lovers Let me be the one Don't let your thoughts get in the way The time is right for love, it's not too late The
my soul Nowadays it's like I'm scared to be known The methods of my motivation is completely subjective My perception is completely parallel to perspective Rhyming is
soul Nowadays it's like I?m scared to be known The methods of my motivation is completely subjective My perception is completely parallel to perspective Rhyming is
how a writer could ever get writer's block, so called My problem is having too much.. and being unable to get it down... [Canibus] Yo, why is the ripper
sleep at night The opportunity is now You know you got to do what's right [Bridge:] So, you take yourself down to her Before it gets too late There's
a Mark 19 on my left handlebar Memorize the landmarks, close to the airport Can't stay here and talk, safety is a rare thought Wanna say fuck this, too late
ya homework done so you can graduate No stayin out late, we had to be in when the street lights came on That's when it seemed like everything was goin on It
sleeves Starting forest fires, blazing the trees Critically acclaimed, clinically insane And if you ain't see how I spit it then I must've did it in the
out your refridgerator then my boys come back and get it later with the forklift Heh, we don't care how hard you worked, we takin yo' shit It's too late
its tucked in tight I let the ventilation slide sensation between the windpipe Ignite it up try to bite my style too tought Its too much , too lil, too late
chase is on they got us runnin through the back door My dick is peppin see I'm steppin to the concrete I'm rude he pops ???? and now he's late I sleep
twice then I'm through wit it Felt like Tina Turner, what the fuck love got to do wit it? My nigga got indicted tryin to fight it just sit back and chill
m not friendly It's too bad...cause I do gotta little ball in me I'm too wrapped up in these walls for territory The world's movin way too fast to hear
