(We've been so logicated) Singing our songs of yesterday (Nothing's got all the point, the blame) While so much still stands in our way (Yeah) Voices with nothing to say
've been so logicated) Singing our songs of yesterday (Nothing's got all the point, the blame?) While so much still stands in our way (Yeahhhh!) Voices with nothing to say
Превод: Слаш. Нищо за казване.
Oh the sand keeps falling through the hourglass And there's no way we're gonna slow it down. You say, "We've got to treasure each moment." Who knows how
(man man man) touch yourself (girl) I'm on fire (man man man) touch yourself (girl) I'm on fire [Verse 1:] Man I'm a Cancer slash Leo along with Scorpios
man ain't fuckin' you right And the dope daddy singing in the hood in that Chyna White We say, "Fuck 'em, fuck 'em" 'Cuz he just ain't right We say, "
the TV screen chase the dream Now that you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams You's a muther fucking actor slash Pac impersonating rapper Slash
have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream now that you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams yousa muther fucking actor slash Pac impersonating rapper slash
make beats? And eat like a pig, eating anything with cheese How come I don't talk about emcees? I don't talk about much anyway, see? That ain't a lot to say
Verse One: Sheek Luchion You on the circle line, what's wrong? Ain't your yacht out yet ain't you that Willie, Benz pushing, slash Melrose cat Nigga
m from a place that they call Honduras Nothing fake about my life except my car insurance Bullet proof vest, my jefa sense stress Nothing positive about
Phat or Wack? Fuck, fuck that shit Fuck give it to me If I only could I'd set the world on fire (x3) Say fuck the world FUCK THE WORLD! Fuck 'em all
paid to say: Your parents had it harder than what you do So what you cryin about? These little things that you goin through Aint nothing to be talkin
yall [Verse 1] Yo I be lying, denying that theres a pimp in me But I apologize sorry you have my sympathy When I hit that spot why you aint tell me nothing
one in the track Ease along, baby say ease the bar My b's the door Bout to take the game by storm The one and only Haters got nothing on me I can feel
cheese Tell 'em like they tell Beans, I got four seeds to feed Till I fuck you and some change fall out of your ass (Watch your bitches) Biatch! Ain't nothing
