can see You made a believer Out of me (Chorus) And I'm movin' on up now I'm gettin' out of the darkness My light shines on My light shines on My light shines on
Tulkojums: Trešā diena. Movin 'On Up.
scream "I don't know who you are anymore!" The voice on the speaker says "I don't have all day!" I said, "Then take our order And we'll be on our way
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'm ma do today Why I can't move away It
this, sip Cris', get drunk to this Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this On my mind is my fetti, itchin' for the day That I can parole and jack the nose on
niggaz love me I'm still on the run eatin' so I got chubby I spaz up in the Tunnel, stab niggaz with pens That's why 'til this day they don't let me in
all can just relax line up like some bitches drop your money in the sack Partys over hoes get they jelly blown out like titties And i blast these stupid hero idiots movin on
down from all angles Trapped inside this devil's triangle like Bo I had the Jangles And movin' slow to slide up on these Mexicans One cross eyed and hunchbacked, the other must be mixed with black The third
Troy Aikman The callous on my index stay achin' Niggaz stay hatin', got me late night pacin' I'm tight boot lacin', mask on like I'm Jason Shoot up
in his hand Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand? 'Cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out
clothes a fetish Just scream my name for me I'm a hustle till I'm stacked up Lot more to do when it's cool then I'ma pack up Pass the torch along to
in Fresno Got over on your girlie 'cause you know she never says no So just get on the mic Just get on the mic Get get on the mic Get on the mic, Mike
got the body snatch you observe Wise words you can only see through the third I fall way beyond the norm on the verb Shine on mental nourishment, you can dine on
you Music makes me lose control This is not just rock 'n' roll Hip hop digs right to the soul Music makes me lose control Wu-Tang, now we on a roll On
' now I gotta a lotta niggas on post For dope and coke And a lotta niggas want both Get on my cheddar route I'm bout to flood it out Get me a 30 day run
