do with apathy I can't take no for an answer Give me a reason Why do I do it? Would you believe it If I told you a lie? Give me a reason How could I do
apathy Well, I can't take no for an answer Give me a reason, why do I do it? Would you believe it if I told you a lie? Give me a reason, how could I
Traduzione: Terza Giornata. Give Me A Reason.
with apathy I can't take no for an answer Give me a reason Why do I do it? Would you believe it If I told you a lie? Give me a reason How could I do
voices from a fight honor or disgrace suicide around the place ancients were not slaves died stand up full of grace calling on me calling me the third day
her coochie in Gucci I knew she was checkin' me out Then locked in her sight, she never lettin' me out We parkin' lot pimpin', frontin' on a celly Mesmerized
know me better than that If it was for a false reason I would never react But you know me better than rap, niggaz was tellin' me fact So you could miss
a movie, this more like a screenplay Cause on the real I went to the block each day (for real) The G way, so hit me on my three way Look if you want to
acting suspicious, you know me better than that If it was for a false reason, I would never react But you know me better than rap, niggaz was telling me facts So you can miss me
me back, please? [Hook] [Verse 2: Naledge] I found the blueprint way before school was my hustle Beyond a reasonable doubt, I was a nigga with attitude Illmatic, no reason for me
morals, me no have no cares And me don't give a fuck if me be livin' or you be dead So me creep through me motherfuckin' streets The only reason you no see me cause me
defeat of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering Designed to cover up horrific domestic problems. At a time when a peaceful
play Gon' get you blast one day Fuckin' with Zee It be today motherfucker Look like a sitcom for no brain We bum a loop Jettin' from Roscoe Peco train Slip a
don't give a fuck nigga 104% No-Muthafuckin'-Kut bitch Drop the beat nigga! A 104% No Kut (Muthafuckas out there can't fade me...) [LIL' HAWK] A hundred
, grew up in the hood Never knew right from wrong Get to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reason Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen Meanin, give a
I don't, need a reason to bust my guns So don't, give me reason to bust my guns You might, be the reason I bust my gun (Pa-pow, pa-pow - pa-pow, pa-pow
' coke, Spin dressin' holder, blunt smoker, Snort a lil' doper, A.K. toter, I'm a spittin' I'm a solja, Take it off your shoulder, Respect nigga I'm a
