last I'm sure its time is up, though it's pouring down I'm sure this rain won't last" As it fell on Job's eyes, this water of doubt He said, "I'm wading
Tradução: Lejos. Trabajo de Ojos.
rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side, no matter who comes strapped Fuck Lloyd Banks, it ain't about who can rap It's
rippa, baby (I must me losin' my mind) Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job Is you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's
for the sea To stretch out so that we could disappear Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth Yes, we are far less than we knew Yeah, we are far
life. Chorus As I look into the eyes of my daughters and my sons I hope I?ve stood for something that they?ll want to carry on ?Cause life is far too
s your job But since I ain't a criminal and I don't rob Or steal from anyone don't bother me dawg Busting U-turns to follow me far up the street, With
African beauty Or get in on lock Like Bob Marley You can rock it straight Like Oprah Winfrey If its not what's on your head Its what's underneath and
d never work We was cut from the same cloth and what was under his shirt was his momma's rent, his young brother's clothes My nephew's food, and with
't even out [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Hold up; naw muh'fuckers - y'all muh'fuckers better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers or starve muh'fuckers, cause Jay's been the only one eatin thus far
on chrome Listen homeboy move on That's your best bet, why's that? Cause [Consequence] Uhh, uhh, yo, yo I been pourin out some liquor for the fact that my pal's
crime for y?all to hate, it?s my fate that [Interlude] [Verse 3] So every morning at sunrise I open my eyes And tell myself that I?m gonna shine before
who sees more with his eyes Picturing the past before him, in a bed, alone, with clothes on Paying for a service he doesn't really need With his eyes
what you think is right. Close your eyes and then it's past; Story of my life And I went down my old neighborhood The faces have all changed there's
Daddy's in the hallway Hanging pictures on the wall Mama's in the kitchen Making casseroles for all My brother came home yesterday From somewhere far
coat his wife found a note It said "Thanks for the good time Can I see you again" She asked him "Why oh why" Tears rollin' down her eyes "would you give
on? So take me From this world Save me What if we Hold tight on? Send me off on the morning breeze so far away from here Fill your eyes in the strains
