'Cos you so bright and you so cold Your crystal words bring me down to sunrise A darker mass against the night Your illusion of light You belong to freezing point
down. And all the east coast, has burned out. Save for me, save for you. There's nothing here to fucking do. Sleep in shit, and stinking too, freezing point
Fordítás: Unforgiven. Fagypont.
you 'Cos you so bright and you so cold Your crystal words bring me down to sunrise A darker mass against the night Your illusion of light You belong to freezing point
say We're settin this shit off physically this year Like KRS-One says: Sucker MC's duck down Muthafuckas ain't takin no shit I'm swingin on busters, point
threw 'em back, remember those, button-ups? Young Hov', tell them ordinary Joes Budden up I destroy your 4 point Os And Benz 500's at all points that
volumes) Getting in costumes now I'm rolling with Makaveli Pinnin' my pistol steady ready Buck them flames aim for the pressure point And a point where
k Runnin through the gateway bustin at the niggas back Uh, ooo wee, whip a, nigga, wit his, own gat Oh snap, you in the business, dump him in the tar Point
dem Rolls Royce's Of course this tic shit live like EA sports is Dribble in the club I lay up wit two draft choices Hit the center touch the point guard
me need the head lay on From bad ass bitches who prefer red bones Rock microphones, later count G's Could always spot a rat chasin' niggas with cheese Please, put it on freeze
how I run it, 600, glassy top Rock them light gray wrist shit, flash the rocks The red, the yellow, the green, causin' traffic stops Bitch please, never freeze
Verse 1 Yo, if i reach a boiling point roll me a joint. heads or tails, let me toss my coin. If it lands on tails then im bringing em' hell. Beating
away Must be the only way Yesterday was arm's reach Now you're fingertips away Following the right street Pressure's on; more heat Stay cool; don't freeze
stompin' I can't shake One-Time bitch, I swear I'm dumpin' Helicopters trailin' my ass, won't surrender Only thang I'm givin' up is hollow points and
amounts When I stab myself in the knee with a diseased needle Releasin' rage on anybody in squeezing range Cold enough to make the seasons change into freezing
is knocked up My attitude's 'fuck it' like Pac's was at one point Wanna come join? Pick up a glock and just point Now everybody's killin' everybody and
Kid Vishis] I be blazin' I'm talkin' 'bout stone Goliath in the fight verse David I'll kill ya Bullets ain't lyrical Blaoka! Goin' straight to the point
coast rhyme riders The original west coast rhyme riders [Mad Child] It's really just elementary ugh! The turn of the century Focal point, with forced
