This face that's all my own... Every day's Just the same Every day's Just the same Every day's Just the same... Every day's Just the same
Traduzione: Pungiglione. Ogni giorno è la stessa cosa.
we lose ourselves to this and ignore that you don't even know my name, medicate. Come day, you'll say you cannot stay. What's more, I'll feel the same. It happens every
a brand new six-string Haggard and Hank, Sting and Springsteen, Peelin' the paint every chance I got. Daddy said "You're pretty good, but it's tough
the monitors crack, my sonogram was black You scared like you in the body over Swastika tats My defeat is like an impossible task you embarrass Like it's Father's Day and you Omarion's
stirred It's mental trash so I'm pickin up the litter I ain't the one and I ain't, the nigger My people use this word each and every day You see a nigger
since the year of 93 I've been known to eat, chew, sh_t, stew an emcee. Quite frankly, the day that you'll see me, is the same day you'll dunk and jump
to the street now That's only gonna lead to bulletwounds and beatdown's, retreat clown You still strugglin down to your last rock G-Unit is gorillas and Blackchild's
venerate the power to take away. It?s burning ever closer killing them everyday. The pleasure to disregard it. Those children feel the sting. Conversely we forget them with every passing day
beats, pack heats But y'all been gettin' too deep, my life's steak Word on the same day is Mary J Let me know, every day it rains but the CREAM'll come
rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side, no matter who comes strapped Fuck Lloyd Banks, it ain't about who can rap It's
been kidding myself, Working equations. It's a long walk in and there's no clear way home. Everything I was in constant change. I'm not the same. I'm not the same
will these blisters become targets of the scorpion king's sting? Because the poison invades the veins to the stages of Hume I'll take a rain check in the same
heart and that's a beautiful thing Like warm air flowin from a beautiful spring But that's sum wild shit to do to a king And maybe some day I'll get used
But Columbine happens in the ghetto every day When the shit goes down y'all aint got nothing to say [Verse 1] He kicked the old lady's door in, threw
got the mind to stay strong, Lost my best friend on the same night I perform. (perform!) Reality'll sting, yeah! And it's comin' by the swarm, Get high
9-1-1! {GET BACK!} [Lloyd Bank$ & (50Cent):] I'm hear talkin' to the street now That's only gonna - lead to bulletwounds and beatdown's, retreat clown
