take a pee the weather... that empty feeling that comes from way down inside feeling down again it's raining depression hits me mixed up, the sky's
No, I'm not alright Where are you tonight? And my heart is nearly gone There's not much left to offer If I could somehow know I could stop the burning down
Tradução: X King. Abajo.
Tradução: X King. The Burning Down.
peep she had lost her sheep To thief inna di pasture And if one try do dat again It's goin to bring disaster King of Kings and di Lord of Lords Everlasting
the flow it can be sickening Only a few are chosen for the reckoning It's Rastafari's world that unno living in And it's a lion's jungle unno visiting
can burn dem down di youths dem a jump to every word that you said when gun shot a bust fi you pickny nuh dead dem vex true we hail King Selassie instead
sure Your skin's so pure, the type men go for The type I drive the Benz slow for The type I be beepin the horn, rollin down the windows for Never been
: [?] pop the bottles now, [?] It's about to go down! Light is gonna go down! It's about to go down! You're so beautiful, beautiful And this is why
and yellow Watch me ball like you sittin' with Phil at Ten car caravan Aston Martin's and all them hood whips Them Cutlass's them Cadillacs's that leather
the bullshit them niggas were my dogs Niggas with atitude spray painted on the walls I'm flatlinin it's bad timin Straight outta compton the king of gangsta
sunshine, in the summer time [4x] Last year, Jazze Phe got stuck up inside the grand lux, Most recent was 50 in Angola, that?s what?s up, Any rapper
talk of New York is Yayo die with 50's dick in his throat G-G-G-shit a joke; Olivia's a man And hot damn there's a fuckin lump in his throat Spit brrrap
: {"Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie! Gangsta boogie.."} Nigga nigga nigga I'm from [Chorus] (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangsta
above the brim Inside the lambo, shotgun with snoop What would the motherfuckin' west coast be without one crip and [Chorus] One blood {*4X*} Blood {*9X*} One blood {*4X
Wright, my nigga you gotta chill I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a deal While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College Hill For real, you motherfuck's
like The Rock "It doesn't matter," 745 up and down your block Hop out with a Nextel, niggaz feel like they shot It's different in my hood, only time
your Timbs, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas You can't ball then it's probably the haters Can't breathe then it's probably the desert, if you
