Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round Complain about, who's tradin' ass for cash If there ain't no trust then just us can't last This is us
my life set fire to my dough I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge like the devil's pumpin hate through my heart with a syringe This is us Chorus [LL Cool J
Превод: LL Cool J. Това сме ние.
Превод: LL Cool J. Това сме ние (Feat. Carl Thomas).
I was cool and not like a lotta them brothers Who used and abused you and took you for granted See you a goddess, that's why you was put on this planet
take it from me Next they'll take it from you, then what you gonna do? Let 'em censor books, let 'em censor art PMRC, this is where the witch hunt starts
That'll start some drama Stay off that Facebook I'll treat you real good You keep this private, and you can get what i give (Oh) Baby, i know that you're cool
sing wit me yeah Cleveland is the city that we come from Cleveland is the city, city that we come from Cleveland is the city that we come from Cleveland
out I'll blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt I'm New York cities pharaoh, I'll have you starin' Down the barrel, you got 'em good, get 'em it's cool
sky You might see us floating by Hey this is no lie Me and my niggas gettin high Yo if you look up in the sky You might see us floating by Hey this is
genius Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters Keep it close, you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
, we have the mister Not havin' it, it's the mad sinister Dr. Evil with his bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J
up in. Where I got my swag, cool as the breeze is, Chip on my shoulder, I walk like I'm Jesus. About that paper, we could give a fuck if you believe us
ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this success to me And all I seem to focus on is all this stress on me Bless homie we breathin Cold world got me sneezing Wrote this
Mill [Meek Mill] Yo I said I'm swaggin' out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm
Dat On That New Track Wit That Rap Reclined Backwards I Knew That It Was You But Matta Fact Don't Mind Asking Cooling On Em Moving On Em My Shooters On Em Show This
side even when that road get rough I keep it cool when the streets is hot And all your friends that soon forgot They leavin' you all alone to rot But I'll
