Preklad: IMP. Do posledného dychu.
he knew he'd breathed his last breath [Hook:] He took a breath and he knew he'd breathed his last breath "Don't ask me why, cause I'm down in a suit
heart stop now And what I need is simple, five foot five with dimples Potential wife credentials Know about the life I'm into, life I've been through
Meet me on the street? I'm the nicest brother you meet Confusing sometimes, the way I bust a rough rhyme You might think I'm lying, cool I like that I
again, I'm back in the diss mode I gotta speak my mind, it's time to unload On this so-called government we've got If I lied like them, I think I'd get
pregnant too I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I
heat yet Holla my street yet, cuz I be the beef yet I'm hittin' these niggaz hard, I ain't even eat yet Or felt defeat yet, I melt the weak yet Lyrically breathe
, but they don't know the every day struggle I keep it thorough, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome
you knew T.I.P. And before you knew T.I.P. I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'. So, when you ask me "What you know about that? ", ironically I'm
the brothers, why? 'Cause I'm bad word to mothers I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother
it out I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up I'm fucked up, I'm fucked up I'm high as hell, I'm high as hell I'm high as hell, I'm high as hell (Yea) Last but
+ Cause I'm a warrior, my daddy was a soldier A Vietnam vet, lil' derrty I thought I told ya I'm supposed ta, whip up your town in Testarossas Heatin like Folgers mayne, I'm
I'm poppin' collars from California to D.C. I'm in the V.I.P., Louis bottles and Hennessey I'm puttin' mileage on twenty inches and twenty three's I'm
times, I heard I died I guess I'm like a cat and I got nine lives Well I'm the P L A Y E R I lay bunnies, like Hugh Heffner I'm her flavor, kinda saucy
? 'Bout to rain like snow and let it all go Father Ray Mukada (mmm) I'm gon' need all the friends I could get cause I'm through with this shit Hit up
what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gonna clap you
[J Cole - Verse 1] I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don?t trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the
