Tercüme: 13 Yüzler. My Life.
care, hate me This is my life And you'll never fucking change me So I lost, so I failed My life, my choice, my road Completely misdirected So I'm not
, hate me This is my life And you'll never fucking change me So I lost, so I failed My life, my choice, my road Completely misdirected So I'm not rich
die, Opposition, never survive, when I get done, bustin my rhyme, Imma criminal transformed to a lyrical bad storm, Did I mention my fast flowin, lately its got my
to call your name out Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real, my
in it My dream is to get a team that I could do some millions wit Everyday the myspace plays, get a million hits And I walk in the space and show my face
me young Beezy I'm on that grind Yeah it's S Beezy my time to shine Yeah 2010 yeah that's my year 2011 yeah that's my year 2012 13 and 14 and 15 16, 17
$hort, I'm everything So cool, my name is Too Call it how you want but I won't call you Ring my phone and you might see Ringing my phone just won't
I Remember That Time When I Saw Your Face For The Last Time It Was Like I'd Never Cried So Much In My Life Before I Know Your Watching Us She Had
and bars await We're gonna drink and dance till it's late And my name is Bait so a lotta young ladies Wanna glance at my face One a' got a glass in
put the Rivvy on blades When I got that 'lac money I candied the Escalade Got that screw in my deck, a house or two on my neck A couple cars on my wrist
I take my money And I take my time when I take my money I'm always careful when I make my money I know about niggas gettin quaked by money But The Horsemen
[Intro: sample] I know how tough it is *gunshot* [Killah Priest] My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face stares cold At the pastor, as he picks
The ones I hate barely know what my name is Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous Willing to spill my blood to be famous Willing to spill my blood
was sayin' I wasn't playin' as we were spraying I wanted to see some levas laying Dead in streets of my barrio They wanted to take my life and that
Niggas is mad lane, how come? They act tame You can tell from my scars life is hard Shot down in broad day life in front of my Mom's And the feds never
a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child D E L condos for first impression hoes No more holes in my gibros Strictly denim and clothes Airwaves blasting my
blow my fuckin head off ill just grow another My brain and my self, we dont even know each other Somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
