seemed to breathe on him from gravestone jaws His little hand grasped in anguish as he weighed up his coin Somewhere a blue eyed girl in the world is
I don't care, just that I'm way too Caught up with breathing air To grieve for the trees and air Or how breathable air is You go first, I'll follow
pillage and murder but Following this red book word for word Leads you to actually pillage and murder Could it be so what we think to be right Is simply
looking down, lend over the bridge Stood with a grin as if a blessing had hit him I slumped on the jut of the cliff Just leave me alone, this is none
Traduzione: The Streets. Everything Is Borrowed.
all the time that you borrowed it's too late on streets of hate you await your fate i tell you brother you were gone from the gate just another kid swallowed by the streets
system rather see 'em brought up on charges And slaughtered for the street fame, we take whenever we see cake Police stay eminent, domain, borrow with
there You stay persistent long enough, you probably have shit where? Everything you need'll be exactly where it need to be To me the streets and peace
a hotel someplace, And a wound that will never heal No prima donnas, the perfume is on It's an old shirt that's stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street
club anybody violate the family is gettin' drugged Bootleg who said he can flow like I, I doubt it Besides that fact Relativity won't allow it You can borrow
done been through [Master P] Here we go again (What man) From the streets to the pen (That boy been to the pen) [C-Murder] Them boys is at it again (
What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We look
hollar at you all that wanna borrow the raw shit (ah-oh!) Knahmean? I'm just robbin to eat And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin the street
to get whipped Straightening combs, I think Hair is all over the sink Tampons in the garbage can The house is hot Rent no fan Air condition is doomed With blunt smoke is
playing childhood games Cos what he sees is all he knows And his heart's in the street, where anything goes I'm talkin' drugs and dope, crime and corruption The kid is
A sucka, a ignorant mothafucka One of them show boatin' high sidin' want to get some attention type nagas Just as flashy but bitches be askin me If they can borrow
If to borrow is to take and not return I have borrowed all my lonesome life And I can't, no I can't get through The borrower's debt is the only regret
of life Everything I say Is for the make I don't need no work Cause I'm stealin' everything I hustle for my keep I steal for my pay Everything I do Is