around You don't know how much I hate you You don't know how much I hate you I'll never kill you Or make you feel afraid I'll never beat you Or make you
Tradução: X King. Hate You.
you ma' Than everything, I'd give it all, just for you, yeah You're the one baby girl, I've never been so sure Your skin's so pure, the type men go for
system! [x3] [?] the world is in surprise, Gotta see the mood, I'll make you love till you cry. [?] I'm rocking shit, thinking you can top it, but you
: {"Gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie! Gangsta boogie.."} Nigga nigga nigga I'm from [Chorus] (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangsta
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us but in the meanwhile You talkin behind his back and in his face you smile You
Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's First they hate you, then they love you, then they hate you again What
't give a fuck where you niggas from, East to Westcoast I'ma bang my gun, You better wear a vest when you come outside, 'cause niggah this's Westside
how can I go back to the things I used to do You can read more, share more and do more things But it?s only through Christ, by which you please the King
's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's Nightmare Assada Shakur America's
I got is two 380's and a nine Nigga you can knock and tell the cops but you're dyin' [Chorus - repeat 2X] You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You
on you Bow? 'Cause all that shit I know y'all smell it and they sayin I ain't got it if you let them hata's tell it [Interlude: x2] They want to see
nigga it's nothin A hail storm, ice rainin, mind containin Info, nigga what you in for? Complainin Sick bars deep in this language Did I tell you how my day's
[Chorus:] It's okay [x6] You can run an tell your friends that I'm on [x6] Best believe I understand It's okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm
bust you Pine box'll stuff you, fuck you! ("Fuck you!") I am not the tussle, niggaz don't know me *skirt* ("COME ON!!") I'm Detroit's king nigga *skirt
there's a huge interference they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I
fuckin trap Who's the king now? You the king of who? I'm a feral motherfucker, "Welcome to the Zoo" This the third verse let's get to a conclusion Image