Fordítás: Dead Boys. What Love Is.
to know I want you to know what love is I don't need none of your tender back seat love An' I don't need none of your two-bit machine love
like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let's see how Rob B.O. handles this one Bad boys watch ya backs, watch ya backs bad boys Yo, who the fuck is
Takin' it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers (Niggaz know the deal) Niggaz know who the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what
thought forever could be severed by The sharp knife of a short life Well, I've had just enough time So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls What I never did is
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin' in the city is a serious task Didn't know what
that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop The cemetary is what you facin' My steel shot is smokin
city a serious task Bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask But livin' in the county is a serious task Niga didn't know what happend
that on my dear pops when I blast a fierce drop My bloody mask revealin' Jason it's non-stop The cemetary is what you facin' My steel shot is smokin'
while them kids was breakdancing Too many niggas try to pert my lifestyle - romancing Overlord - so why the wack niggas ain't dead? Probably because my aim is
the tar off Then it's right back at it tomorrow They're like dead, this is in so get with the trend This is for the pimps listenin' to me, nail polish
is whiffle wicked Saint Patty's day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey oh we with the matchin' new wear fitted White boys say my style is
fade away Drift away.. [Chorus] {{Myalansky}} Eh yo son your Jack ringin, "What up? Who this?" "Jakes just knocked your bitch", "Word up no shit" Now my first thoughts is
the school bus Believe we was yawning All our hair was stuck down to our foreheads Jam curls, splits, dorags and pin curls yes Sexy boys walking round showing interest In what
waitin' on Get up, get it rough, yup that's what's up Givin' just what you love to the maximum Uh oh, here we go, here we go What to do when the music
, this is not what you think it is (America) America, pay attention (America) This is not what you think it is America (America, this is not what you think it is
never gon let you go, [The Game] Whose Michael Jackson? You're Michael Jackson, I'm Michael Jackson, We all Michael Jackson, I guess what I'm asking is
s tech-9 bullets humming Well it seems as if them two boys Bizzy and Layzie Done got theyselves into another jam Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself
