Tradução: Doa. Pero ciegos.
:] blind men can't see got their heads up their butts blind men don't know they're like a bunch of sheep blind men got no eyes blind men all around. they
12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff
'm great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin sure
saggin I betcha don't wanna see the D-O double G And you can't see, the D-R to the E Or my motherfuckin homey D.O.C. You know you can't fuck with my
a militant mind Gotta hit it, will die in a minute, did he feel it? Well then get it Rewind, you just trippin' on a nigga tryin' to shine But I'm'a get
on which sailors come home I say -hey baby- I say -hey Betty X (I lean close up to her throat) -this light you are carrying is like a lamp hanging from a
in bystanders, get cancelled, D.O.A. Around the way where we from Hope the future reduce the rate of those buried young Life is every man's kingdom, a
they know who you are No kelly just n.o. and l.a. We come to fuck shit up like broke levays Got a california bitch I swear she a medic Sometimes she give
the Folgers, the soldiers are human beings Man actin as if he was the supreme bein Clockin the souls of men out like he was G-O-D and W-A-Rrah, there'
, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision of the prism of light but still blind
in the dope game with the caine and the crack, got a gat 20 sack, Benz and a Cadillac like a mack Uhh, like a mack, uhh, like a mack We're steady bein pimped like a
So many men, Anna, they wanna play, Anna They all wanna get their name up in your day planner I swear, even if it's only for a day, Anna For a majority, you'd
', but I'm just saggin' I betcha don't wanna see the D O double G and you can't see The D R to the E or my motherfuckin' homey D.O.C. You know you can
your blinds Behind your door, you want war? Don't think so, you know my M-O Beretta 9, black Rambo Big guns, extra ammo Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream
't slip It's been a hard road, and I been walkin this And did a lot of hustlin to get you off of this I got a bank roll, grow like fungus So much money
the forgers, the soldiers are human beings Man actin' as if he was the supreme bein' Clockin' the souls of men out like he was G O D and W A Rrah, there
Blaze me On the job like Dick Tracy Hit the cure for that ill shit like Ben Casey, M.D. Symbolic thrill like God he shocked it Like a finger in a light
