head The streams of bright rosy red Your heart will do the rest And you'll always fade You'll always fade Someday you'll change But you'll always fade
Превод: Низак. Увек Фаде.
niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You got niggaz that's mad, cause I'm always with they bitch
Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades I keep thinking, how young can you die from old age? They always
it out into the mist where castles stand on cliffs and cobbled streets they wind and drift and moods are made and set but shift this place where skies are low
As true as the love that dies untold But the clouds never hung so low before It makes no difference how far I go Like a scar the hurt will always show
? Somewhere deep inside You must know I miss you But what can I say Rules must be obeyed The judges will decide The likes of me abide Spectators of the show Always staying low
are low, my staff is underpaid You can buy off the rack or have it custom made And it's all guaranteed to never shrink or fade 'Cause of my reputation
why me thugs should put slugs in that ass They telly and me never want to see no Oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga's ends low If he scared
my dick in your ear, And fuck with your mind Nigga Chorus Verse 3: [big mike] Niggas betray themselves as low key, Broken down and fabricated Easily ejaculated, table with and half way faded
ride and thank you for my other kids and even though they mommas won't admit that they can't make it but bad, low on the child support - always been bad
hideous hustlas quick to lick the silliest bustas I played the roll and ready to fold fix bitches in gold is a no-no Livin' low like de la soul it's
kill you, maybe Chorus Ah, everything fades away The sun goes on and on You can't go against the grain You gotta let it go, let it go Ah, everything fades
Ah, everything fades away The sun dont always glow You can't go against the grain You gotta let it go, let it go Ah, everything fades away The sun dont always
Was it your idea to meet me like this? Sneak around with the lights down low? It feels so good I hope it doesn't fade away But if they catch us here
a fuckin slut I'm not that nigga that be wit cha all hugged up Bitch (Chorus) (Juicy J) Freaky thing to these hoe's Think they cold Gold diggers Always on a niggaz nuts Always
