: All I need Is just a little more time To be sure of what I feel Is it all in my mind Cause it seems so hard to believe That you?re all I need Yes it
Traducció: La roca de l'impostor. Tot el que Necessites.
And now I wanna clap shit (Uh) I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya
said "I never really thought I'd need this" I said "my goal is to be cigarettes to you" It might sound dangerous but that just means it's worth it I said
surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack So I decided to bite down on the mic So the pain of the track won't deny the fact That I'm the Master, for
that it was all a sham? Got everybody thinking that I'm a band I was never empty I was full of shit If I was black I'd be a hit Wanna double cross me cause I
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
Indeed I'm out to get high and supply what you need? Mr. Postman comin' through with all the mail, what you need? I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
of what i done i used to rap in your basement now they say im the one i like to have a knock i handle business like its rocks and let my blind blow when
's how I did em, that's how I did 'em That's how I did em, that's how I did 'em That's how I did 'em I was out flex, lookin' cold, sex in a Lex Sippin
what you really want? [spliff star] Y'all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt it All that murder talk, gun talk, you talk, I'm 'bout it 'bout
And now I wanna clap shit (uh) I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya
I kick the jigsaw M-i-crooked letter, crooked letter, i Crooked letter, crooked letter, I hump back Hump back, i, you can't touch i Cos i's gots dem
't underdstand I had J and she had Sham and I rocks chinchilla how she rocked Dapper Dan and Everything I say is a open book When I spit these bars I
, very artistical I get physical, I get physical I get physical, I get physical I get physical, I get physical I get physical I get physical, I get
beginning of the pages of Shams Spit that heat rock, that make fiends make vapors of grams Sham's is the Raiders fan, rock big cables of sands Valleys
