mother for the ends Rats snitch on one another for the ends Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends So before we go any further, I want my ends Cat
Tulkojums: House Of Pain. Beidzas.
: Ends, some people will rob their mother For the ends, rats snitch on one another For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered For the ends, so before
Ends, some people will rob their mother For the ends, rats snitch on one another For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered For the ends, so before
be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff that ghetto love (Oh, oh, baby) How you gonna trip? (All my friends became your friends) How can you forget? (All my ends became your ends
it was trite They say everything happin' for a reason Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'? Needin' general assistance, out here needin' public housing Out here tryna make ends
was trite They sayin everything happin' for a reason Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin' Needin' general assistance I'm here needin' public housing I'm here tryna make ends
It's been a long time kickin' it and everybody knows this Oak town still in the house, so, I suppose it's Time for some more shit, so, yo, peep the flow
hard, the audience is listening (Verse 1: Prevail) My life consists of making songs Of quality controlling balancing on platforms A space in between is an ends
Or the vile and the nine, keep a smile like that Leave the knife and the gun in the store And ignore temptation sent by the nation Racial gain causes pain
Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE I'll shoot a hole in your toe I'll make you jump like the House of Pain Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang Niggaz can't hang
cars ride by with the boomin' system Two door Mustang and the roof was missing Every girl at ya school had the new extensions Even gangstaz was dancin' like New Edition 'cause the house
on tour Family's not besides us, what can a nigga do When he make ends, add more to the time they spend While he make ends, everything else breaking And the bond at the house
I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots And drug spots, well, if you're too
then I even came back with rabies But you still living that was way back in the 80's nigga But yo you tried to get me once when my house caught on fire
of the shit that you sayin If you ballin nigga bring it mayne FUCK YO CLICK! Once again all in David Banner, Lil' Flip Like a pimp, get crunk, hoe collect me some ends
Everybody knows, keep it real or get John Doe'd My hair stay nappy, stay bush, stay twist My attitude is shitty, my hands stay fist My house stay searched
I've seen a lot pain since I was a child so (Pray for me) I've done a few things that just ain't right so (Pray for me) What I've been through would
