inside Here I am! I'm just lookin' for Better Days, the kind that never seem to come my way So here I am, I'm just lookin' for better days the kind that
inside Here I am! I'm just lookin' for Better Days, the kind That never seem to come My way So here I am I'm just lookin' for better Days-the kind that
Tradução: Strung Out. Better Days.
[x11] [Quint Black] See ya know tha motherfucking game right? Motherfuckers gonna hate on me When i go out on these motherfucking streets So you'd better
the better Cause the time is right to find a better day I'm an angry young man Man I wish I was young My guitar is out of tune even that's highly strung
it's kept they won't be around next year [Wyclef talking:] Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last days last days) planes exploding yo close
em in the mission for money And I better run I'll grab my gat and flip it wit big shot guns When I'm gone gone strung wit me say now say now how
up, strung out on the world Tryna make some quick cash for a hit of that stash Listen, baby, you growing up much too fast Uh, this goes out to every
what I'm talking 'bout and the hood dangerous watching out Everybody shouldn't be po-po dealing with the dope dope So you better watch out, boy, get in and get out
it's a prison Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen I made it out the hood but my people still there Some of them dead, strung out
soon and in the east Clouds are strung out behind the moon Chasing her into the light wake up I ain't lying here awake by myself you better wake up
scorpions don't sting at the same spot Two guns can't fire the same bullet shot so Move right out now Move right out now Move right out now Move right out
wish you could help us Dr. King. Make sure it's filmed, shown on national T.V. They'll have no mercy. A legal lynch mob like the days strung up from
t need G's" giving out years like free cheese Free please, nigga, ain't no freedom who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding? Keep
guns and money, they go together like the Ku Klux Klan A nigga brung up and strung up Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me? Rememberin' the days that
Lots of men disappear Quiet as it's kept They won't be around next year Yo yo, watch out for the black van Yo yo, last days, last days Planes exploding
better Copped the condo, some jewels, and a '97 jetta Now she know she big will but wrong she silly sally Think she handling army cause her body out in
