I know , you don't What you say it's wrong The time goes by ,so enjoy this time don't look back, don't be so hard with yourself don't look back, i don
Imagine a place where the snow is no colapse and the silence present Think a site where the free is no limit and the danger is under your foot Take
I never feel so lost on San fransico's street Suicide girl with black tatoos, punk rock music so where are you? I never try to understand ,all the
Do you see the young kids dying Do you see blood on the wall Do you see my town burning day by day Violence and fight for nothing Never feel so insecure
I wait near the phone always alone I feel so bad today again why You don?t answer me , you try to forget me And I drunk to much again In my mind ,
When i wake up this morning, i remember that you leave me In the darkness of the night Every day is steal the same You say to me: "I have to go" It's
The sky of USA ,is for me so far away But not for long, for long time I take my guitar, i don't care if i'm bizar I just want to play rock n roll It
Every day and every morning, I?ll try to be something good. I know she doesn?t like me and I know I?m so happy. Swannie?s just like them, Swannie
bill collector rippin' Killin' niggas for that mad money thang Niggas steady payin' them dues, runnin' with trues Nothin' to lose, everything to prove Little thug from the C
in yo' house Check the ratio of men to women And women to men when down south Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla while they in yo' mouth So we love that C-c
dear lord forgive me, I didn't wanna die this quickly God the most expert hitman on earth to get me had plans to have tha inner city killin' each other
knock of life for niggas take a pentatentery chance throwin bricks to prison and i aint talkin bout no polka but i watch niggas fold fuck them other niggas cuz them other
[Triple C] Big Bow, 13 motherfucker Big Bow, 13 [Triple C] Another jam from the mind of the double D I put it down for the homies and the Central Coast
Chorus] L-I-L R-O-B B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D I'm the L-I-L R-O-B B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D L-I-L R-O-B B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-D I'm the L-I-L R-O-B B-R-O-W-N C-R-O-W-
, please, don't hate us She said that she was single, yo, leave or make up, damn! I'm out in L.A. within a week Honies go to size C from an A cup V.A
-Fella label baby fuck them other labels baby And we been duckin shots from all them haters lately We gettin paper baby, them others tryin to keep up
fittin' to go? (We fittin' to go back to jail) Dale, yeah palmdale (Hey, come on everybody just clap your hands) Dale, you're palmdale (C'mon, c'mon, c
x] ride it out baby, ride out. Eeooh [2x] ride it out baby ride out. (C'mon) It's your boy Guerilla B-L-A-C-K. MAGIC CITY. Clappin' in the building.
