'm believe You, cause I gave you my heart You, and I don't got nothing left You, you should have known from the start You, I fight to my last breath Oh, If I'm seeming desperate
La fine di ogni cosa e sempre amara e come quando cala la bandiera ormai con te me devo rassegnare A usatte solamente per pisciare. Lo so che hai sempre
than a b-ball, me and Q see-saw Thick or slim, I clown hoes wit a hee-haw Relax, the Roley's real Cartier tank, platinum and steel I'll buzz up in the
songs we play Don't equal the bills we have to pay So it's blood for cash I sell my cells to feed myself And fill my tank with fossil fuels Chorus Desperate
all ties between me, and average MC's They're like tweeters in the fishtank of rap, I'm a Jack Dempsey Don't tempt me, Ali tank's empty, niggaz exempt
in the rain The tragic comedy I hit the station as the needle hits E The needle hits E Well, fill it up and take another twenty And you're screamin' in desperation
you rich, bust shots never snitch Stick to the script, tuck in your chain And everything is everything [AZ] Truth is real, believe I take loot for real It's the desperation
With mo' bounce than a ball Me and Q see-saw Dick a slip, I clown hoes wit a, hee-hah Relax, the Rolls is real, cardiac tank, platinum and steel I
better man for you verse 2 I wanna feel you I mean the real you the one you don t let no one see I wanna know you I wanna hold you when your desperate
I-10. I had picked up thishitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops. Well
I-10 I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons Through a pair of daisy duke cut-offs And one of those fruit of the loom Tank-tops Well
day to day I believe belief will wrap your brains in chains So I'm for changing Desperate deeds were done by men with guns in China Boys in clean white shirts Stopped the tanks
Day of the dead down in Mexico You ever been on a holiday? You ever thought that you been here before You ever been in a desperate way On the beach stands
Somethin' for the 2000 Your Mama name Peter, Papa name Cita Fuck that nigga, when it come to the heater Be the elevator, pussy eater Too desperator,
man, but how your playa rank? See I ain't got time try to be Big Hank Fuck a bankI need a twenty-year water tank Cause while these knuckleheads is out
