letra de safe to safe - g wylx
big brother fresh:
we don’t stop
put your wesssup to the sky
x4
ipo crita:
(hook:)
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
ipo crita:
once again, one more time.. story, born in a head of mine, narrated in rhyme
ipo crita ain’t costing a dime.. ain’t mean nothing
but the knowledge i’m trying to spray around is weighing a ton..
well done.. what’s up, son?
if there’s a vacancy — no doubt — compet-tors going to come..
no matter what that be!
sleep will never rescue the heart of yours if soul ain’t free & tired..
all i ever desired..
..is to be nice & wise but all that sh-t wears out…
what was i about?
i was telling you mathaf-ckers a thing — don’t label people around you if all you know of them is name!
another generation got to be born
and all them new-borns, while upbringing, they got to be torn..
..off old prejudices and habits
this got to become one of remedies & merits…
…of present time, sonny!
(hook:)
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
rimsky:
it’s all to the g to the double o, d, right?
when the funk is bumping then the party’s jumping all night
still getting down connecting with gutter tribes
i’m 25, still sipping like a gots nine lifes
who got stripes? ait’n n0body clean over here
errrbody looking mean wit’ gangsta lean over here
but it’s good in the hood: we’re just chillin and k!llin
any bottle to the bottom, 2 steppin without a weapon
trpple educated felon got no love for the hoes
ego k!llin motherf-cker with the gun and the rose
ghetto music in the trunk, long live g-funk
let them bustas know what we bump-bump:
trippin on them real motherf-ckin g’s
from the lbc to the cpt
playa-haters wanna front, but they don’t wanna face us –
we be getting inspiration from the west coast gangstas, playa
(hook:)
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
and everytime i take a look in a mirror, see glimpse — i want to say:
this ain’t the game we used to play
this ain’t the prayer we used to pray
deadbeats:
letras aleatórias
- letra de borderline - byjaya
- letra de chocolate - jubël & notd
- letra de doomed - cybertrash
- letra de scars of a wasted life - storm of sorrows
- letra de room - kaden rhodes
- letra de to the head - 2'live bre
- letra de what my brain sounds like - d3r
- letra de changes - abstract tide
- letra de and the green grass grew all around - doc watson
- letra de somebody else - elyon