Don't sound the alarm Don't give us away Between you and I Is where it should stay I won't confide I won't give in, I won't defy I won't break down and
we say, Things that we do, and we don't know why There are some things that We just have to let go Don't sound the alarm Don't give us away Between
Traduzione: Visione. Non l'allarme.
syntax Ever since it been on wax And that's the facts, believe it, don't mislead it And don't do the shit if you don't need it And that's real, you might
don't make a deal too soon How many notes could you name this tune? Follow the Leader is the title, theme, task Now ya know, you don't have to ask
my Flood Street Only difference now is that I'm on my feet And I don't sell dope no mo' Don't rob no mo' Mane a nigga don't plot no mo' Cause I'm performing
this cat was running his mouth you heard? [Mr. Lif:] What's up? [Disc Jockey:] Cat was running his mouth talking 'this' and 'that' saying you don't be rocking, you don't
flow Wouldn't mind gettin mine where do I go Straight to the top But what if I don't I'm not kiddin I'm stuck on my throne man I'm bullshitting ain't
my Flood Street Only difference now is that I'm on my feet And I don't sell dope no mo' Don't rob no mo' Mane a nigga don't plot no mo' 'Cause I'm performing
my flood street Only difference now is that I'm on my feet And I don't sell dope no mo' Don't rob no mo' Mane a nigga don't plot no mo' Cause I'm performing
felt for someone like you don't wanna leave 'em? But you have to go 'cause you don't wanna hurt 'em 'Cause people are tryin' to hurt you You can't risk
songs, shitty snares and one kick I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit You can make a double album, won't have one hit Your entire outfit
mop down, just like your album sound So save that cartoon shit for Saturday Everything is booty You flop, no niggas bound to make my head bop Don't
me and you will suffer my wrath. [Buddha Monk] It's assassination day, so the devil now prays That the bombs from this God don't sound no alarms Now
near me we rush 'em Visions of over packed prisons million's of **** thug living Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's Move without a sound
, don't make a deal too soon How many notes could you name this tune? Follow the leader is the title, theme, task Now ya know, you don't have to ask
me we rush 'em Visions of over packed prisons Million's of niggaz thug living Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's (shh) Move without a sound
