Sometimes I think That's not enough No matter how - I'm gonna die like a lion I wanna cry - I wanna cry like a lion I see the picture now - on different
Traduzione: Foglie Icewood. Altri. Fa Sho.
[R.E.U.] Maaaaaaan what you know about a cat like R? A dime piece nigga chicks catfight for My gat strike war begin on the blocks And got words with
a fuck We come through you're block like "yo what up" I keep it hood everyday all day the Crip way D-O double-G, the P-O-U-N-D You know I'm stompin',
wanna do me I'm cold with this shit, bouncing back like Juve Feel me kill me, or make you a choice Or tuck your tail like a bitch, when you hear my voice
even here she gave me brain like a tutor kick dat chick out early in the morning like a rooster I'm a D.O.P.E.B.O.Y lookin like money everytime I flow
But I'm a fool from the third you see, Like a nigga on top scorin' a hundred thousand ki's, Want to be the fuckin' man, with the heart of a lion, If you
All up in the bathroom digging the guts out Five in the morning I'm boning the fuck out The H-O-U-S-T-O-N, damn... It's like a million different cities
move, making move, ahhh! Clear the rhythm A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with
how we like to ball (huh) My trunk knockin, got 'em watchin like I'm on a stage (I know you see me) Them four fifteens sound like lions bustin out a
scrapped with lions, hiberated with polar bears Hope I don't play with baking soda in my older years Mantles'll sit up like hill, I'd have to fold my
headaches I - imitating Indians J - juggling jellybeans K - keeping kangaroos L - looking like lions M - making macaroni N - never napping O - ordering
leaves quick, but I hope he locked the door first! L, lion: Typewriter hears a lion roaring offscreen and is really scared but types, "l, lion." Lion
piston, this is a fist in this system, if you think this is a metaphor then you ain fuckin listenin, this is a mantra, a rant, a chant, from a voice
