Tradução: La sangre de la vida. Recuperar el aliento.
would be enough But I'm meeting new people all the time The scene is catching up with it's growth It took time To catch our breath It took time
the iron bus Leak ya, two liters of red juice, Hawaiian punch So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach Mama
the ceilin' Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest
no more... It's OKAY! I GET IT POPPIN! Back to the forest trees for deep, these little me's Who took believers an opportunity to breathe And you ain't
on the ceilin' Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest
Dre, 50 Cent, Jay-Z, Cashis, Stat Quo) It's not about lyrics anymore, it's about a hot beat and a catchy hook [Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style
wit it, cause you done got touched wit it [2x']s[serv-on] Act like you know me when i say im head thug on your block Hold ya breath when i spray paint
Your emphasis is on the wrong syllable [Verse 3 - Dr. Dre] They said 30s the new 20 Funny, must mean 40s the new 30 Interesting, 'cause ever since then it's
move, like typhoons and tunes and if we got our eyes on you, we'll catch you while you snooze, times elapsing while your catching Z's, the masses like
Em? Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable [Dr Dre] They said 30?s the new 20 funny, must mean 40?s the new 30 interesting cause ever since then it's
in ya face 4 Ever My Beat, sharp fimilatin', hot like fire In blood coated, for my peeps desire And provide expand to my very last breath For that, which is a matter of life
right? A slug might, open your mug like I'm checking your blood type The drug life We hop on a Rolls Shopping for clothes Rocking our foes Put you in
, harshness of life Just when it unfolds, your lucky to grow old, life ('Cause it hurts so bad) You're tearin' our team apart Though time heals all of our
slugs miss me cause I'm god-sent If it hit me, it's god's wish No man taketh a life, I'm late in the night Catch me in the hood shakin the dice Contemplatin
niggas give it up Crime life Yo, yo, when it's on it's on, writing's on the floor Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all Before he hit the floor, Bleek
fuckem Fuckem if he's gon walk he's nothin' Fuck where he's from he'll even run when I'm comin' Rogue dawg fo life no fear of death no mo I swore to live a life
Our Father who art in Heaven Hallowed Thy be Thy name, Thy kingdom come All our G's would've been gone, would've been done If it wouldn't for thug holiday
