Desperate desire all in tune By the doors of a legend to Lonely time eaten towers Resemble nothing that is ours Where all the flowers are Here to greet
Traduzione: Difficoltà. Fiori.
all; I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled
I see that worried look upon your face You've got your troubles, I've got mine She's found somebody else To take your place You've got your troubles
on the death When niggaz shoot for extra loot and respect Live and direct effect from the C-O Double get your paper We stay up out of trouble nigga [
two for the show Take a look and whaddaya know, it's 2 Low Or should I say the funky lil bro, I'm back with the flow Another style from the kid to let
now 1984, five hundred years later We're dominating both sides of the Aequator In sports, music, and makin love But yet we still have trouble rising
physical form let it be known I'm troublesome [Chorus] Tra la la la la la all ya niggas die [several times] Trouble shit Gutter ways my mentality is
cop pass the glock and it won't stop If ya ready for my flow hit me (Hoooooooo!) X3 Stop fronting motherfucker let them thangs go If ya wondering the thunder and the trouble
peeped the realest, and was choosed had love so I only bought bomb from 7-duce 15 for a drop an a dub, click, boxin up trouble an the next nigga hoe I
he'll be whatever you want him to be as long as his bank account grows the hero will tell you what you want to hear he'll ease your trouble mind a keen
[Aesop Rock] January, I fell to the cobblestone In April, I cut little paper flowers In August, I drank cold tea all my lonesome In October, I was introduced
jail not once but twice gambling with my life with the dealing dice [chicken sound] [chorus] i got realezed in 94 told my mamma i dont wanna get in trouble
the florist, I just wanna get the dough, No checks Then go left To joe jeff Who knows best To press the turbo lex De car was grand theft Bank robbery, was a pro theft Ah me flow
on the Ro's quest With the Farrahey brew up in the crow's nest He could see L.A., there was trouble you see Oh shit, he just stole a flow from WC Now
drippin down her chin Baby baby come and suck it up (Ahhh shit) AMG giving you big nuts (Ultra-nuts) So buck up hoe, and give it a go And just let it flow
Mothra, rocket launcher entourage Figure out the level we on They've lost in an overspace cross I split your face, ghetto funk Finger trouble funk, rollin
