to him, it's a concession film. But what do you do? Where have I been lately? It's if nothing I said knows new. It's if you've never heard anything
Traduzione: You Am I. Lettera Coro morti.
me I'll be livin this life I know you feel me There's So Much Pain [Chorus: Butch Cassidy {Styles P.}] I'ma solider 'till I die {I'ma die a thug} Keep
when I'm gone (Flames risin', flames risin') I know you did me so wrong (Flames risin') [Chorus/Outro:] Dear cold cruel world why am I here? Flames risin
me and you What am I supposed to say? I hope I don't fall head over heals Cause I know how it's gonna feel. And I don't think I could live through you
Heading for a dead end I thought that you were right For a moment I almost took your advice That lit up this fire I made you a liar Chorus You always said that I
I'm a BK felon I'll run you down with a weapon My goonies get looney anytime that I tell 'em Dead 'em! I walk around with stacks in my denim With fast
I wear teflon Leave you a shot to the dome leave you dead at home Wussup, I thought you were the bigger nigga on the block But you talkin all that shit
from i bet i get an A minus in fact i am the finest counting male faster than you can say your highness dont combat me with dryness cos i know the definition
you bother (that's right its bumpy knuckles) Cause I know you niggaz really aint thugs you trying to be hardcore but you really not I'll write your eulogy you
, you cowards drink from the well Got no energy for haters, you suckers can't give me hell Cause you whack and you stale, and you act like you bail You
.O.P. Ghetto people! [Guru] Son you're supposed to be my man, but you ain't wise enough to realize this is B.I., see I wanna taste the whole cake Some
you don?t know who I am You probably don?t even care cause I?m just another fan I doubt you?ll ever read this now but if you can Sometimes I slash my
and a sink Aint that a bitch I've been struggling ever since I could remember But I stay strong year round from January all the way to December See I am a hustler I
Sam recognize who I am that nigga who can slam maybe jam, goddamn who am I (the smoothest, I groove this, no cluedish) I write you down the stack you
brother? (Who is it?) Somebody hurt my soul (Who is it?) I can't take this stuff no more I am the damned I am the dead I am the agony inside
