I'm going to try, I'm going to try I'm going to try and get my feet out of the sand I'm going to try, I'm going to try I'm going to try and find out
Traducció: Deu anys després. Va a tractar.
biscuits for the dog that try to bite me I'm still rowdy Nigga I'm still "bout it" Still got them bouncing in the clubs And the hoes still talk about me Ten years
It's on Where they at, where they at, where they at I sold tapes every day me and Freddy B Been famous since 1983 Give me ten dollars, and you straight
been read And every line believed Curriculum's been set Logic is a threat Reason searched and seized Jerry spent some time in michigan A twenty year vacation, after
that wack shh act like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing
[SPM:] Behind this walls, I'ma find out what's going on I'm gonna find, the cure for our peoples down fall I'm gone find out, why we filling up penitentiaries
All golfers when they begin to play the game, are all really equal, thier skill level is um more than shitty. And then, about ten years after playing
live to serve Try the grey stuff Chip: It's delicious Lumiere: Don't believe me? Ask the dishes They can sing, they can dance After all, Miss, this is
only live to serve Try the grey stuff Chip: It's delicious Lumiere: Don't believe me? Ask the dishes They can sing, they can dance After all, Miss, this
be ok no more rain mama, so dont cry mama, it's alright mama,all we can do is keep his memory alive mama,so wipe your tears mama, ten years mama,even
Back on track after years of distraction The truth is an effect I couldn't find in the peace Try dealing with authentic situation Caught in between
you found them in a kit together. Guess from where it from. Amos opened it to somebody else. I throw him a party. - You're not going away, right? [
What's going on? What's happening, it's been so long, what's going on And what's going wrong? The good old days are gone You forgot your plot and your
the dog that try to bite me I'm still rowdy, nigga I'm still bouty Still got them bouncing in the clubs And 'em hoes still talk about me Ten years later
make ya sizzle when I go one-ten it We'll just floss a little Pop the cork and let it fizz a little Hope to get a little, after we gig' a little But then
in 20 days and still no problems yet. Everything was going good, or at least as good as good can get, My spirits high, my belly's full, can nothing bring me down? Try ten
