And when they said this wasn?t worth its weight in gold We chose to clench our fists and spit in their eyes Turn a deaf ear, a blind eye To all the
Превод: Ово је пакао. Заражен.
I fear I've come to realize How fast life can be compromised Stand back to see what's going on I can't believe this happened to you, this happened to
laugh at the wrath Of the guys comin on, visions of the antichrist is risen The question is now, am I unforgiven? "Legends tells that the creator of this
brussel sprouts We got the clout to make you bounce a little We got the clout to make you down this pickle until you gettin' tickled C'mon Bubba, let's surround this
piss and bleed, this is a different breed of emcees, I swear Better be aware, there's too much at stake, and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare
to think we retarded And slow as hell but well well Look now we regarded as the nigg's I fuck with non-rappin nigg's, non-clappin nigg's Nigg's is real
put they flame out Where I'm from, action is first and talk is second I'm sharp like the blade in the logo of Rawkus Records New York's infected, niggaz
your camp, then set up a perimeter Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your residence Order from the President to document this evidence Company commander, this is
Un You knowhatimean, yo, Buck, hold ya head.. aiyo Bean You know what it is, tell E, I said what's the deal, man We gon' get this paper, this year, yo
is with me This is my friends, this is the end, this is a G This is life, this is wrong, this is right, this is me This is me, this is me, I'm a king
shot shorties and turning moon blacker Snap like cameras in dark room rappers Who arm full metal jacket Niggas hambuger hell, get your potune captioned You in deep water this harpoon practice Your dudes is
me away from these people Now the Lord is my shepherd, my flow is respected Worldwide, from the West I got to rep it So please check it, 'cause my style is infected
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see Is this where my angel lies? I've cut you up to see
I remember way back when Times weren't this hard No they weren't this hard And everyone had what we call A sane mind Roses are red Well blood is too And
tomb Gutted bitch lies dead emptied of the child Chewing on the cords It's life line to this world afterbirth is flowing The stench is overwhelming
