to bed Yeah, this pain, it is fleeting Just rest your heavy head The sutures will be out soon Oh yes, the sutures will be out soon So it goes
bed. Yeah this pain, it is fleeting. Just rest your heavy head. the sutures will be out soon. Oh yes the sutures will be out soon. So it goes
Tradução: Negro pulmones. Así se va.
McGruff, McGruff, and Canibus, baby Yeah, its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw It's the Pure Uncut, raw we keep it raw - listen... [DMX] Niggas I
stage right This is our same move, just a different night And it goes? I have lost it all and I have found again All of my reasons It's trickling to
stage right This is our same move, just a different night And it goes? I have lost it all and I have found again All of my reasons It?s trickling to
back in the cut Can it be, it's just a dream when you're on your scene smokin the green Cause ain't shit never what you think it seem From the streets
Judge shaw was a judge snake holes were his eyes there go another judge another judge somebody Dispisen' there goes so many judges the judges in hell so
I die, I won't stay dead And it's straight off the head, and it's straight out the lungs Looking fly, fresh, old man, so young And I'm straight from the
to go all planet if it goes the way I planned it Fanatic fan addict but a man at it Loop Troop's a sickness now we're lettin' Japan have it Givin' a bad
weed Yes indeed, the session you need to retrieve it It's ten niggas in a circle smokin a spliff, believe it Retrieve it, over the counter, can you conceive it
returns, ever slowly dim, then winks out Every time it grows brighter, then it's snuffed out Color bleeds into voids of black, reappears Soon the void
history So I just avoided it, not to be exploited, not to be recorded Cause I cannot afford it, I cannot afford more shit to be in more debt Uh, it's
guns, lay back in the cut, can it be? It's just a dream when you're on your scene smokin' the green 'Cause ain't shit never what you think it seem From
MC's, like I'm playin' the skelly top It's gettin', ?Hot In Here? Like the single that Nelly dropped So take ya clothes off, the track is so soft A
top, pornography of children in his laptop take your spot and hang on cause it's crowded in hell you in the belly of the beast now, it was heaven in jail
it was Heaven in jail and dont try to make no friends 'cause nobody got no tounges and if the witch looks Your way somehow it crosses your lungs Playa
comprehension It takes a nerve to be struck, wisdom is the wise Poet spoken to wake up, the dumb who've been sleeping The fourth dimension is time, it goes
