Some men rise, some men fall I hear ya call, stand tall now Has it come to this? Original Pirate Material Your listening to the streets Lock down
streets Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? You're listening
Traduzione: The Streets. Si è arrivati \u200b\u200ba questo?.
Want it baby, I want it baby Don't go on it, your up on it baby Jump on it, jump on it, I want it baby You want it baby, I want it baby Jump on it
See there's this lady, that lives on the street She has no job, no home, no family And she barely has the chance to even eat So she begs, and steals,
a broken nose, He beats the early morning streets, He's not a king or anything and he's felt like this for weeks, The rain has come again and it doesn
emotions." "Is this America?! YEAH! Is this freedom?! NO! Is this Democracy?! NO! Is equality?! NO! What do we want? FREEDOM!!" [Fresh Kid Ice] Taking this
my money, it's the best buy Ten dollars, two hours is the time of the stay It's more than enough time to slay Each room has a bed and also a sink So you
to hit But a player like me got my own game plan And that's why I keep the upper hand And this is the reason why I sell this To keep you motherfuckers
Last Picture A Place That They Exist, Together There Has To Be A Place Better Than This, In Heaven So Right Before I Sleep, Dear God, What I'm Askin Remember This
Buck, buck, pigs get fucked, don't step ta this Quiet has kept them blessed, on a quest with a death wish Tell 'em they come and test, and tha rest, nigga
this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment but released this statement: [Makaveli] It's not about East or West It's about
pain it's inflicted. Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents head. Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. It spreads. It's epidemic. Forgotten, forgotten it
land hell. Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street
shit They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger nigga; gettin older and lovin this shit But what was I doin in this place? To the
a place that they exist, together There has to be a place better than this, in heaven So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin Remember this
been Where loves never been Untold on the screen Where love?s never been before Did I really come this far Just to discover how unlucky you are Did I really travel this
