why we believe What we believe We're sorry Jane can't come to play She's sad and won't come out today And we don't know why we believe What we believe
Preklad: Láska Láska Spit. Verí.
city where nothing pretty And everybody know I spit a flow to get up with Diddy And now we fi'nna blow Niggas in the hood show me love I'm the girl
Love the dark chocolate tone and Ahead of my time, I live what's said in my rhymes The cars and the chedda is mine We ain't, the type to sit back and lose focus Spit
swear he nice" I said yo, the brother don't swear he nice, he knows he's nice You public enemy number one right now But fuck that there shit, spit that
hard, so I do it You got a problem, work through it I love New York night, bright lights and action I love bailin with my Bronx niggas, party crashin I love
's big pimpin' baby It's big pimpin', spendin' G's Feel me, uh huh uh, uh huh Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love
, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors, Andre's phantom believe me clowns
you one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting
She's a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life Knows I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight There's a part of me in the chaos that's quiet And there
Yo G, they can't stop me from rappin', can they? Can they, ha? I spit it through the wire man It's too much stuff in my heart right now man I'd gladly
beginning, the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepped, writin' the next cipher Best believe
! Chain gleaming, switching lanes, two-seating Hate him or love him for the same reason Can't leave it, the game needs him Plus the people need someone to believe
dynamite through your covenant Love to sit in on the Senate and tell the whole government Y'all don't treat women fair, she read about herself in the Bible Believin
get so murderous, murderous Touchin' us never that Bone Thug still the crack Crack and I can't lay back on the comeback Spit on these niggas, spit on
forever have a grip on our lives So I'ma be comin', be ready for the next shine 'Cause I'm a believer that I'll see a resurrection Don't believe that
grip on our life So Ia??m-a be coming big?(bet) ready for the last shine a??Cause I am a believer that Ia??ll see a resurrection Dona??t believe that
[unverified] Don't touch that And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love You can't dust on these bustas, so they die They only got love for those who love
