I've heard it before I don't want to hear it again I've heard it before I just want to shut you up Fuck all you people who can't see my side I've got
Vertimas: Black Flag. Girdėjau jį prieš.
I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit BG Verse Oh, I?m a baby gangsta, you name it I done it You heard the hook nigga, I?m the definition of it I came
That's word, I'm not the herb Understand what I'm sayin', sayin', sayin' Hit mics like Ted Koppel, rifle expert Let off the Eiffel, burn a flag in the grass it
[chorus: Biggie Sound] Only God can hear me So don't judge me I've sweated in this life, believe me Only God can hear me So don't judge me I've sweated
It's the graveyard chamber I be the bush wick dutch master rapper I love black women and I hate fuckin' crackers, check me yo My breath stink 'cause
down, made us pray, to his God And when I think about it, it make me say "Damn, I wanna kill Sam" I'm comin' I'm comin' I'm comin' Now in ninety-one
it just be about it Got a message from god heaven too crowded But I say hey young world you've never looked betta And I heard change started with man
it just be about it Got a message from god heaven too crowded But I say hey young world youa??ve never looked betta And I heard change started with man
like a wavin' flag And then it goes back, and then it goes back And then it goes back, wohohooh (Justin Bieber) When I get older, when I get older I
I fantasized some tragedy'd be soon curtailing me Well just today I had my birthday, I made it thirty-four Mere mortal, not immortal, not star-crossed anymore I've
lies just to keep it all together, But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder whether it's worth it. Smiling and socialising. Endless philosophising
I trip, my fingers itch I got a vision, I'm on a mission, listen I can hear 'em, but I can't trust my intuition I'm wishin' upon that midnight mystical
I've been black balled all my life So I fuck who I want and say what I like And I type what I think, I tweet what I feel But it's hard to distinguish
So it sure does raise a flag For that rebel in my soul When some phony carbon copy says I'm the black sheep of the fold Well, this is what I tell 'em
weed-smellin' ass home" I'm grown more thirst than if I swallowed sand bags Not fending enough to go out and grab bags from women I swear if we don't hear
So I quickly stick and move And if he moves I trip, my fingers itch I got a vision, I'm on a mission, listen I can hear 'em, but I can't trust my intuition
all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 1]-techniec I see em trynna shine like tech cause I shine like I be grinding on the set