I told y'all muthafuckas, the grind don't stop!. All I do is eat, and I mean good too. All ya fuck niggas hatin' on a young rich nigga. . Pull up in a Bentley, flexing, wearing 20 chains.
Michele:. no. I don't wanna dream forever. of a time when peace was more than just a simple word. I wanna find a better way of living. and connect my tears and fears with friends.
I don't need to worry, I. don't need to fret. I'm not gonna hurry, then. later on regret. . And what should I be. thinking bout these. memories in my head.
Jaa, ja.. . [Stepz]. Militante metoder, musikalt foder. Stemmer på ingen ved radikale hoveder. Lad dig overhale for din musik den roder. Og de ved godt hvor vi ligger når vi knækker deres koder.
The fairgound is empty,. and cold grow your town,. hearts are a tad weaker,. just as the circus lights go down.. . Don't count on your street lamp,. and the radio plays,.
There's pieces of red ember,. carelessly strewn around.. In an arbitrary form she moves her pretty body,. across this once cold ground.. . A bit history was written,.
Rain fills the gutters. Puddles on the ground. Wood for the fire. Wet leaves all around. . Days in the kitchen. Just home from school. First taste of brandy.
Troubled by a dream.. I open my eyes to find.. Darkness all around me.. Fading phantoms in my mind.. But their voices broke the silence.. Resounding in my ear..
[Verse]. This song goes out to my city people. Chilling on the block in a rough spot. Living in a place, Filled with crime and hate. Surrounded by brothers that lost the faith..
WITH DI FAMILY WE LIVE INA DI CHINATOWN YA. eat some sugar food in chinatown. there is no time to waste.
You think you're safe inside this ghost town?. You better watch out and think again. Nobody's your friend, and if they pretend. It's usually to get even.
This year, I don't have a tree. I live in LA, it's 80 degrees. A little spirit's what I'm thinkin' I need. Getting stoked on Santa is harder than you think.
Is anybody home?. Can anybody see me?. I'm feeling so alone. Nobody hears me screaming. I'm laying on my own. Staring at the ceiling. I wonder if you know.
[Intro]. . ...305.... . [Hook]. . Ridin' through the city lights. IDK where it's gon' lead to. Lost some money, Ima get it back. I swear to God, I do it for my people.