Превод: The King Blues. Дръж се здраво.
I?ll hold on tight, My darling I?ll hold on tight, As the world burns down outside, And they battle on the frontline, My darling I?ll hold on tight,
around like I'm a king And having you ain't nothing but a thing I even stopped tellin' you the lovin' was good Too busy frontin' in the hood Baby girl, hold me tight
was all dressed in blue and they want me dead too They had real grenade bombs inside of their palms And a whole bunch of guns wrapped tight in their arms
your eyes and hold me tight And I'll show you sunset sometime again The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its
make sure I shine bright I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight I'm getting brain from a tight dame on North Maine in
on swings as I bumps the flashlight Nice off I flip to the hard, my shit's tight Small nigga in the backseat with loc's Tryin' to come up on cash cause
of summer, And the moon is blue. And I'll be around, waitin' for you. Another deal gone down, Another man done gone. You put up with it all, and you carry on. Something holding
Try to look like you're immune In your eyes you can feel the heat But the feelings outa touch You're working on just a holding on You're hurtin' oh so
heavy swing, bringing 'em home So I'm sitting like a king on the throne, like I used to be The right hand, now I got a thing on my own Showing love for
blas' Rebellion rushin' down the wrong road Storm blowin' down the wrong tree And Leroy bleeds near death on the fourth night In a blues dance, on a
On the firing line lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets Yeah, yeah, pay attention
me with a one, two, three, personally Conspiracy, it don't mean shit to me The time will go fast because I'm true blue On the D L, back home, I got a
all a cling fi yuh (Hmm, hmm) Man all a tek poison pill fi yuh (Hmm, hmm) Congress a pass a bill fi yuh (Hmm, hmm) Yuh waan leave, hold on, baby, let
spinning, accelerator stick so sugar up the coffee and cellephane ya dick and lace the spliff but make sure that dosage is right 'cause lifes a bitch and I'mma hold it tight
a king And having you ain't nothing but a thing I even stopped tellin' you the lovin' was good Too busy frontin' in the hood Baby girl, hold me tight
a playboy, you got one on East side Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride Everybody on the left get yo' hands up (Get yo' hands up) Everybody on
