what i'm after [Course] (I'm after the gold then after that the platnium) Hip hop and props that's what what i'm after (I'm after the gold then after
Fordítás: Lords Of The Underground. Mi vagyok után.
blink, them folks can have you sleepin' in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and peein' on the seat It's that nigga the B-I-G B-O-I, O-U-T Now party
Tech will spray When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray Cause I'm a nigga that hate to settle I'm a man of the Lord but I still can't shake
right, man I'm puttin up a hellafied fight I need you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin With your attention span I understand that I ain't playin
24 bitches standin in the line pantin' Waitin for a chance to get a piece of the man no im im not sayin ima pimp i simply do what i can do what i can
your head congest like common cold When I'm on flip mode Son Rampage the stage amaze after a Spliff Star Lord Have Mercy when I Bust them rhymes bar after
that ain't what my stomach say Man, I came up in the grains with Jen and Steve And every meal I ate consisted of some bread and cheese I'm bet to believe
-room, I turn the television off Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time I swear I saw your face
check, that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finna distress I gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil said I'm stayin me, M
Might be bound for the valley I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( dear lord ) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( no shit )
the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, ***** I
with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I
jam, the tech will spray When I spit everybody gotta split like pepper spray 'Cause I'm a nigga that hate to settle I'm a man of the Lord but I still
maxin' a rap that I'm castin', how dare you? How the hell can you yell what someone else said? I must get on what I loan, what I own on my forehead,
It can be Minus all the envy And all these underground cats Wanna slam me Yeah I admit I been quiet But off that I'm tired You got beef? I'll
