me die on my own terms Let me live and let me learn Now I?ll follow my own way And I?ll live on to another damn day Freedom carries sacrifice Remember
Tulkojums: 3 Doors Down. Life On My Own.
freely Into the light you love so well The tears run red down this mountain Like a faint crimson scar It is the life that you have carved into my soul You inhabit my
is it my crew?, my niggaz get down, yo niggaz do too, mutha fuckaz try to tell me don't fuck my life, 'cause ain't nuthin nice, ya gotta pay the
my niggas Just keep gettin' it on my niggas, say word is bond my niggas I got a lot to look back on in '88 Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my
facin a life of brokeness already fuck the pain, it juss make sense fo me to stay on my hustle and game blame no nigga fo my down fall but pimpin is
Spitta: lames cant feel us we catch flights jet life jet life Verse 1: uhh i got a girlfriend and a mistriss 7 chevys in my driveway im so hood rich
river (hunta killa! killa!) Put you in duct! put you in duct tape! [kyel] Spent most of my time on the grind In the bucket wit a loaded tech nine On
down And if they step on your toes Shut 'em down, shut 'em down Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down Shut 'em down, shut 'em down, shut 'em down
own yo own is these fuckin' street's So on my own, i'ma put myself on these fuckin' street's I'm sick and tired of livin' life is these city blues I got to get my
I'm dumpin' on 'em I'm actin' a motherfuckin' donkey on 'em I'm gettin' low down and dirty with the dirty thirty Ya see I'm in yo neighbored hood and my
Drop Tryin to have all my C'z niggaz shoot for the stars My nine stars spread bullets like grey poupon I'm tryin to ice on my wrist and on my arm
on the chronic probably cause i was on it. Now you fucked me out of my mics twice, I let it slide, I said I wouldn't hold my fuckin breathe to get a
cunt Nah, not really, 'cause my girl would surely kill me I only rest my cock when my XBOX enthrills me [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Aesop Rock] MURS is my
uv needles Makin gangsters in the crowd throw bottles at my people We dip on life cycles few data crisp since Custom jeep dapper dan era in 3 fat goose
on everybody sing along if you heard it Heard it for free now gettin' Gs to reword it Seed and the weed be my pride and joy Holdin down for my thugs screamin
who got himself too close to the light Except I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night [Hook] [Verse 3] I went on with my life, college and my
moth who got himself too close to the light Except I didn't burn, I turned cold after that night [Hook] [Verse 3] I went on with my life, college and my
