Letras:
Masters At Work

Tradução: Monica. En el interior (Masters At Work Remix) (TNT Radio Edit).

backseats, over tables, under sheets, At the workplace, on the beach, in the hammock where I sleep I know it's your birthday, you told me at 3:30 Damn

full ride (full ride) we work it on the inside as you'd expect we come correct while others just run and hide full ride (full ride) we work it on the

give em back no question Grandaddy of th mid-west Crazy Jackson The lyrical serial killer I fell em, the innocent is askin about the mind I master When

can bet a nigga gon' get debted If I have to. Lay a nigga down, leave 'em stiff like a statue. Bone comin' at'cha, he turn around: master. The piece of

PILLS BOILED THE BLOOD IN MY EYES. WHEN YOU PLAYED THE MASTER MIX TO THE COMPANY MAN TOOK THREE MILLION WORLDWIDE TO MAKE HIM UNDERSTAND YOU DON'T WORK

One and the same Everyone came in the same chains Caught with the same aim Brain games and names changed To protect the innocent by-stander Lies, slander and the master

that seems to be the key to my success it's worked for me repeatedly let them diss you first and respond immediately in order to master the art of war

He entertained so naturally, no gesture out of place His road in life was clearly ddrawn, he didn't hesistate He played, they saw, he conquered as the master