the same. This time I harvest the crops of my past. As far as the demigods are concerned, I've sold myself out just the same. I've burned bridges to
same. This time I harvest the crops of my past. As far as the demigods are concerned, I've sold myself out just the same. I've burned bridges to feign
Traduzione: Get Up Kids. Burned Bridges.
that again man, youkno'msayin'? [Intro:] CAN'T FORGET... THISIS50.COM! [gunshot] [Bridge:] Some ni... [gunshot] {BRING IT BACK! } [Bridge:] Some niggaz
(feat. RZA) [RZA] Wigs splat, get jacked, Zig-Zag Bob Dig' back, migs act fool Wiz jack jewel, kids act cool, in school When they hit up walkman they
cold blooded as a, matter, of fact we shackin with the slack, and pumpin them kids that live in Staten Combatin, these individ's, that burn they bridges
get slick with the lip and word to mother love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer from growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need
give 'em Dope beats, dope rhymes, dope cuts and dope rhythm [Chorus 2x: Swel Boogie] Now when you put us in your system, we goin' burn it out Now when we get up
I found it shit It was a point man The feeling I get when im alone but we join hands Chilling out but im bound by a necklace I dont know but I get a
Harmony [Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie] Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some My nigga I'ma get me some Say my nigga yall, better get your paper paper, paper
Chorus] [Timbo King] Call me straight up oak y'all niggas just plain panel Guns from my Ceridoor ask mic ammo Cross fire, bullets racashe horizontal Brooklyn bridge
a underground rapper gon' have it til' I through with it I don't burn bridges (nah), other rappers 'll ruin it I just jump over the bridge and pimp-slap
the hoes get played and The yay gets weighed, And if the dope is high grave you can get well paid, Them haters just hate and players get laid and Snitches
a three night reign of terror, light up the skies Other uprisings are in the years of making The young start sizing up the hood, and get to taking A high
miss So you thinkin about it next time you poppin' a thizz Criticize me for the way that I live, give a fuck Cuz you turned to burn the bridge You gave
Hills Word on the street's she got a few real n1ggas killed I look up now she on my dick, telling me how she always gonna be my bitch Pop up at award
get ya sickest out, put ya posters up Boost ya bucket up, still Razah gonna fuck it up! [Chorus: Rza] You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack
cats we fuckin with put bombs in your mom's gas tank Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with dirty
