*little kid* Tell me about these fake ass bitches Look here little niggaMost of these niggaz be bitches toobut you’ll never hear that side of the storySo uhh, we finna do this shit like this It’s like I tell my niggaz, keep your eyes on these bitchesThey love to G a nigga young dumb...
Champaign, private flight, flowing through the nightMorning, take a pill, still the same *in your brain* (Party this life away, come with me),Now we’re standing on the wall that’s falling,(Party this life away, come with me),Cause I know exactly where we’re going! You need it, just believe me!That is nothing but I came before...
Nobody knowsNobody knows but meThat I sometimes cryIf I could pretend that I’m asleepWhen my tears start to fallI peek out from behind these wallsI think nobody knowsNobody knows no Nobody likesNobody likes to lose their inner voiceThe one I used to hear before my lifeMade a choiceBut I think nobody knowsNobody knows BabyOh...
Все в хлам!Я умер! Ты мертв!Я умер! Ты сдох!Эй, кто ты такой,Чтоб со мной играть в свои грязные игры?Я — вирус в твоих мозгах.Я — вирус в твоей крови!Я не хочу быть в дерьме и болоте,идти по давно изведанной схеме,лучше я сдохну свободным,чем тихо гнить в нашей системе.Разве нужны мертвые стоны,по-моему, лучше слушать живых.Конвейеры...
Imagine if we could go backActually talk to the motherf**kers that persevered (hehehe)I mean the first motherf**kers that came in the slave ships(Hey, excuse me, excuse me) Y’know? (Look) We back for everything you owe, no longer oppressedcause now we overthrow those that placed us in this rotten messBut let’s agree on strategy and...
