Yeah I feel fine, I feel fine 'Cause in my life I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe
Превод: Бедняк. Нищо да повярвам.
Превод: Бедняк. Нищо не да вярват в.
, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall My mom started bugging with the clothes she chose I didn't say nothing
something simple like eating soup I crack, I crack the crackers up in the soup I crack them up, you know what I mean They're like... She likes her crackers
'bout to feel the fucking wrath of aftermath, fagots You gon' see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the fuck we been? You can kiss my indecisive ass crack, maggots, and the cracker
it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Not for nothing
pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall My mom started bugging with the clothes she chose I didn't say nothing
that rain When it starts to fall Lookin' like Ms. Pacman [Incomprehensible] and cat man I'm speaking about these pros 'cause you know nothing 'bout that
for the fences Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells I'm teaming my clip wid the extra extension I sit in my basement like it's a crack house bored
us T-H-U-G's/ If he don't believe, then don't call yourself a thug, cause thugs believe/ Who don't believe? -Chorus-Krayzie & Felecia- Layzie Bone
t me These elbows hit the scene back in '83 I stay street with it, dun asked that You can find me in your hood pumpin' monster crack I rollover rodents
crack rock slingin' muthafucka for a dollar If you dare to be laid then off in the acky But if it ain't no way then best believe, I'm take it off a
crack rock slingin muthafucka for a dollar If you dare to be laid, then off in the acky But if it ain't no way, then best believe I'm take it off a A
so you listening to the thoughts Of an evil spirit in demonic verses and every time I talk I'm confused by my psychological set backs In the storm watching out through the wet cracks
driver A crack rock slanging motherfucker for a dollar If you dare to be laid, then off in the Lincoln But if it ain't no way, then believe I'm finna
of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in Ya'meen? Yeah, yeah, yo How should I get it started, f*** it, just get it started? These trash talking artists is nothing
Gotta stay head-strong, keep rolling on No point getting caught in the hype is long Like I don't know right from wrong So I gotta be real, nothing to