And All ya'll see I'm on my War paint on my face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit Let a few go Then I get low
point This perspective which angle you looking from When you take a chance ever wonder who you took it from I'm from Brooklyn son got no problem taking
Da Ass] You're all a bunch of fucking assholes You know why? Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem
a grenade I'm from Compton, where niggaz don't die of old age when you see son out, better put on shades cause I shine like Easy and Pun in they last days see the problem
Two: 2Pac I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while I'm dreamin Wake up sweaty and screamin, cause I can hear them suckers schemin Probably paranoid, problem
m on that Will.I.Am shit I black ya eye for bloggin'. [scream] What the fuck is the problem? Violence isn't the answer! I split your fuckin' head then
could find in the yellow pages, But there aren't many of them... And the mayan panoramas On my pyramid pajamas Haven't helped my little problem. I've
walls came up as the thoughts went down To the hush of disparity Sure we know the problem lies With some insecurities But we'll never see eye to eye As
: [a short skit opens the beginning of the song] Hello, I'm Dr. Greenthumb Have you ever had the problem of running out of weed and just can't find some
Your Brain Like Tv Static Check Out The Phunky 3D Grafix Rave Visuals, Enter My Digital Zone As I Recite A Poem On The Microphone I'm Scoping, 3Rd Eye
an end I'll never trust you again It's time you made your amends Look in the mirror my friend Let's stare the problem right in the eye It's plagued me
film "Damage".] "I thought you could control life, but it's not like that. There are things you can't control." Let's stare the problem right in the eye
the dark, there's a ray, there's a light There's a hope there's a spark But when planets collide, they'll never see eye to eye Until they decide to set
see You betrayed my loyalty You've gone and done me wrong Now I do you harm My revenge is guaranteed You stabbed me in the back Spit right in my eye Dragging
'm not the only one Who thinks that something must be done To clean the garbage up off the street Dare to look me in the eye I bring the truth, never
Pay attention keep an eye on all your cash Force of habit will deprive you of your stash If I do it, yeah, if I get caught Force of habit is the problem
vuoto E persone quante tante persone un mare di gente nel vuoto year play rest my way day thing man your world life the hand part my child eye woman
: Some things we don't talk about better do without just hold a smile we're falling in and out of love the same damn problem together all the while