Finally, we put it to the test Dedicate to the true believer in you Finally, put it to the test Finally Make no mistake to the mainstream Music be the
Here we are trying to mend all the broken hearts In a world where the pain is the fear Ain't no doubt there's a method to madness here Set your clock
What you gonna do when the lightning strikes and hits you? Who ya gonna call for the secret of stealing the world? Swimming in this ocean of words on
Take me home, make me clear It feels so much better Take me home to this heart of hearts If only you knew You caught me when I was falling Yes, you
I speak from some sort of protection of learning Even tho' I make it up as I go on A special trait is that I've tried to reach all feelings So I speak
Judging by the voice He was free to himself so real We slaved ourselves to sacrifice More than that we do not know Then you hear him on the radio He
Пераклад: Ды. Homeworld (лесвіцы).
, I done some dumb shit, disappointed everybody I know Try not to hold that against me though My road to redemption has no GPS So guess the time must be invested for this to be manifested Yes
Cut the music up, please Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop Controlled by my two hands, they go tik-tok Around the clock, yes, it's my time, my throne
ladder's 'bout to fall Thirteen month old baby Broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck All the good things in your past, yes When you believe
find some peace of mind Now I'm looking for your voice Through the chitter chatter that doesn't matter That's torn and tatteredm, there's angels on the ladder
the cops And speaking' 'bout cops, you n****z better stop quelling And if I get knocked, I'll make bread on your head by the million Crawl up the ladder
's all that I can think of as I drag my feet Searching like a Diogenes Dangerous, the adjective of the decade And of your alluring intricacies Yes I
on By the time I'm back on the streets like a bachelor I gotta play the clubs like an old ass woman Life is a movie, pick your own role Climb your own ladder
but they're insane because I ignore that No ego 'cause I will be no, platinum big-headed rapper That don't realize there's two directions on the ladder
wig piece, nigga decease MWA, may you rest in peace With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours Four-four and fifty-four draw As my pilot steers my Leer, yes
piece, nigga decease May you rest in peace With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours Four, four, and fifty four draw As my pilot, steers my Leer Yes
