to run Well, the speakers start screaming, whoa For the neighborhood's dreaming, whoa 'Cause there is no meaning, whoa It's not right, it's a fucking outcry Killing the right
to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right
Preklad: Žijúci koniec. Killing Právo.
, I live it, to me there's nothings realer Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya And when I leave, I always come right back here
nut That's the end of us, get your friend to f**k Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal Niggaz talkin real greasy on some ballin shit (that's right
feel Who give a fuck, dog, kill who you wanna kill Just keep it real when it come to me 'Cuz all my niggas in the slums kinda hungry On my right where
I get it, I live it to me there's nothing realer Just enough'll solve your problems Too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here
on the street for years and don't give a damn So I'm thinkin' about them, friend The real motherfuckin' gangstas wanna see me end It's gonna end up in
dissed the same Won't speak on the Indians, shit's insane Fuck John Wayne I don't hate whites I just got a death wish for muthafuckas that ain't right
a sip Of this poetic performer that's fully equipped [ ROUND 1: MC Taste ] Y'all played yourselves right in front of the mic Moved your body so that the feelin was right
matter what it cost Hey hey hey hey hey hey yeah we got them wilding in the building right now the king is up i here you better bring the right crown cause right
like we are arguing more and it's getting less romantic yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon but I f-cked you right I will I f-cked you right I will
mic in my hand and his hand and that hand And ideas, and all of theres And the end, everybody up in here, in this atmosphere So make it clear, live long
at me Who criticize and talk shit so freely Fuck double XL, you're a size too small I should hire Eminem so we can kill you all Whether you live to talk
how can this be your will? To have your son and my son killed? Whatever happens...whatever you see... Whatever your eyes tell you has become of me This is not... Not the end
the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up You kill him, he'll kill you Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from Hungry
