no more I was so concentrated On keeping things together I've learned to focus on I didn't want to disappoint Now where is everybody Is it still light
more I was so concentrated On keeping things together I've learned to focus on I didn't want to disappoint Now where is everybody? Is it still light
ترجمه: چاقو. هنوز نور.
Man, fuck these niggas I-I'ma spare everything but these niggas I flip the gun and gun butt these niggas Take the knife off tha AK and gut these niggas
hour has come, touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife you, seven venoms
The road to success is not straight, there's a curve called failure A loop called confusion, speed bumps called friends And red light called enemies,
they ass And they made 'case the bitch won't stop Got your boyfriend feelin' like a groupie You know, you know, we know we on that Still life, dude,
were having problems when You put those piranhas in my bathtub again You're still the light of my life Oh darling, I'm begging Won't you put down that knife
players But now I'm on some gangsta shit What possessed this muthafucka to try to punk me? What possessed this muthafucka to tell me fuck me? Guess, he thinks that I'm a light
it's a miracle that I'm still alive Said stand up, everybody, uh, this is your life You gotta get it when you can y'all Half rich for months is your knife
(Prodigy talking) Yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey It's like this nigga, yeah [Prodigy] Aiight before I get started spark up the Laurelton Light up the night
Is Necessary/ Phone Call) ..And the Angel Of The Lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still, until
'll let him have it It's just a habit, reppin Athens and LaGrange, it's in my veins I'm mixin' beam with coke and [Incomprehensible] And every time it's still
Your dreams are getting' fulfilled, ooh, I'm literally getting' the chills Spittin' at will, me and Dre have just finished splitting a pill You're submitting to skill, sitting still
patience (But I wish it would stop and let me off right now) I hang with a bunch of hippies And wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches And light
