What Talk Of Revolution? What Kind Of Change? It's Empty For Me For The Fool's Fool The Destitute I'm Beat'n Back Or Tied Down It's Empty For Me
Tradução: One Man Army. Está vacío.
what talk of revolution? what kind of change? it's empty for me for the fool's fool the destitute i'm beat'n back or tied down it's empty for me can'
That bitch trippin Promise retaliation They plan busted No man to be trusted Everything corrupted once man touched it Kamikaze Hoping that none of the spies find me That's
and it's time. To get down to this business, let's get these nicks and dimes, So hurry up and cop G-Unit shit before it's gone. {Whooo! } It's like a
jealousy. But there?s nothing to feel sad about... By this time, it?s due for only history. Well, it seems that the Chambers of the Gods were being emptied
You know I seen it all before [Nas:] It's cool enough to win but it's better to hate to lose There's only one Nas by the hundred thousand use You lose
wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring Yo let me let y'all niggaz know one thing There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King The highlights
is passed The treachery is clear They shalt become empty like the wind The emptiest of shells so shall they be O Great Mother The Armies shall rise with
noose) LEFEVRE Buquet! For God's sake, man, what's going on up there? BUQUET Please monsieur don't look at me: as God's my witness, I was not at my post
Regulate wit my dunns, 17 rocks gleam from one ring Yo, let me let y'all niggaz know one thing There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King
the pain, it's unimaginable Self shit, straight from the hood, the dirty black shit Rap shit, get your back ripped, plus the gat spit Load it and cock it
roll How can a light so bright make a man so cold? So another man's plans unfold Can you really see the truth til it happens to you Its so severe what
the enemy (envy). v.2 What is love really if it only affects, one aspect of life? That's like a musician who only accepts, his own musical type. That's
spark my [unverified] brain cell I kick a style like Bruce, rockin' this rotten metropolis Drugs, thugs and slugs, the scene it's so monotonous One day it
know why it is, but I feel something's different I don't know what it is, something's definitely...wrong You blink and then it's gone No one's behind
I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself The one man army, the one man wreckin' crew I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin' to If it was me, come
