I'm wrong if it was all for you. Your scars are deep, and with every word, I'm only adding salt. The knife is in your back, and I keep twisting. By now
Tradução: Killing the Dream. Por Ahora.
I?m wrong if it was all for you. Your scars are deep, and with every word, I?m only adding salt. The knife is in your back, and I keep twisting. By now
was blind (damn) [Chorus:] But now I'm saying bye, goodbye American Dreaming American dreaming It's not that hard to find Cause most of the time I'm American sleeping I barely can see it But now
t wore out yet (Check, check, check) And I'm beamin' Yeah, and I seen it, like a twenty-seven inch Zenith Projected widescreen, now they got it 3D Now
is it just a trace of evil Or is it the force to bring me down I feel like being chained by my noble reputation I feel like being killed by a square
even drink from a f**kin glass Id rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast Didn't understand a dream of a king now do the math Coincidentally
m gon fix I been away for a minute I was in Europe on tour Now I'm back, bonjour, The flow is so pure I was baptized by the Doug E Fresh's Lost my way
Game] I thought I told y'all I'm done with the beef clown, my son three now And I've been watchin Dre so long I'm makin beats now Game on the rebound
problems From the streets to the suites, anywhere we can meet Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By G's
knew that He ain't eatin look at his white tee you could see his ribs through that You cocksucker let your ears do that Or ride later do me ooh wee now
I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still sweet We will black wall street by the swapmeet with heat Def
want problems From the streets to the suites, anywhere we can meet Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By
days are gone, now I'm fighting to survive Stone cold, the end of our dream The sword is on the street, it's kill or to be killed with no exception you
it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I gotta throw away Floatin in the black Benz
a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women
you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation
them to the curb Luxury livin lavish, with dreams of dyin rich With a team and clientele on my motherfuckin dick And gettin down on these snitch bitches, protectin riches By
