( mary j. blige cover / live peel session 2000 ) The problem is For many years I lived my life Publicly It's hard to find a man I trust I really trust
Tradução: Cat Power. En el interior.
nigger [AZ] You sit back relax catching contacts Sip your cognac And let's all wash this money Through this laundry mat Sneak attack A new cat is back
whole damn world my gift For Paris I'm speakin' upon Powerful just like a pod Positioned in the proper placement Focus like militant deep as concentrational
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know I'm sayin'? And this goin' out to all them thug niggas worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'? Geah Check it out Here goes another gang tale from that street smart cat
show the whole damn world my gift For Paris I'm speakin' upon Powerful just like a pod Positioned in the proper placement Focus like militant deep as
on top of this pedastool Slang doctrine, minoxin, lyrical toxin, I'm chessboxin Words is rushin through like a herd of angry oxen!! [cappadonna] Fatal for these pussy cat
My night for sharp, push raps spikes to your art La fight dirty, I strike first I snatch it a purse Inside my verse, takin' to the edge of the earth
I might float out and spike your ass like vamp I bow to the pyramid I do confide The secrets of the carnival are deep inside Disrespect it, foolish
ya like a tall cat, make ya relapse Never before have ya ever heard this level of raw My metaphors touch down like the hammer of Thor Knee deep into
callin 1-800-flowers My repertoire burn your ashes in the urn Is it God or money that really make the world turn? Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds Inhale deep
simple man, power drunk No worries of living, no more anything Deep inside I've seen it rise Bastards possesses to no end Mirror, mirror, please look inside
man, power drunk No worries of living, no more anything Deep inside, I've seen it rise Actions progress but to no end Mirror, mirror, please look inside
the proda-blue land down in Suzanne's shop Questionin this cat I knew named Dredd Scott Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot Just
and line for line The lyrics from the mind that's prime, arrive on time They rip into ya night to night, recite the type, of written Come inside the
lifetime that looked ever bright Last of pure and innocence was her guard Yet she's open for attack But wanting excitment she sought To fulfill a desire deep inside
ya like a tall cat, make ya relapse Never before have ya ever heard this level of raw My metaphors touch down like the hammer of Thor Knee deep into the
