words you say Don't let those dying ships sail away Promise me you'll never say die You'll never say die, you'll never say die Love songs and tidal
and fleeting hearts. Yesterday, befriends anger with words you say. Don't let those dieing ships sail away. Promise me you'll never say die. Ashes
Vertaling: Kids In The Way. Kop op.
chance and fleeting hearts. Yesterday, befriends anger with words you say. Don't let those dieing ships sail away. Promise me you'll never say die.
no one here at all Behind these castle walls Honestly to me, I think I'd lose every benefit Of all that I've accomplished if my kids never win at shit
never learned to pronounce How do I say I'm sorry 'Cause the word is just never gonna come out Now, L O V E is just another word I never learned to
face Boo, not behind your back Niggaz talk shit, we never mind that Funny, never find that, Puff a dime stack Write hot shit, and make a nigga say, '
the kids with the biz, baby, the industry's hell worth it Oh, I said, oh, yeah When they come to lock you down (Don't let it come our way) Oh, I said
by the abdominal Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never tense Never
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga Some real shit right here, nigga This will be the realest shit you ever
say goodbye Telling everyone you've never been so high Born the same time that you die You're pushing that draw like you're superfly Heaven help all with no way
'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain the way I felt Too many years I seen my brothers die And I can't say that shit
, shut me down block me Make motherfuckas boycott me But that will never happen, it's impossible I move straight through all obstacles They say I'm fuckin' up the minds of little kids
jealous of the dollars I'm makin' But you're down with me. You know god gifted me Black kids say I'm trech, white kids say I'm nifty Spell out my name
muthafuckas out here in this business Ain't gettin' their proper loot You know what I'm sayin'? Check the technique Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip
hoe Babies are born and pawned off to grand mama The bitch ain't done, she still lives for the drama Lookin' for another baller to hit and never call
say Yell or lie, don't even bother How low will a brother go for a dollar? Public Enemy broke a new rap age And now you rappers ain't got nothin to say
up You're always buyin rap records jammin def beats Then dissin rap artists out in the streets You always say our jams are wack but yours'll be tight But you never
