short to fade away I've heard a million stories Some self explanatory But then the words fade into gray Take from the final pages Whatever is contagious Then make it all just fade
Traducere: Regelui X. Fade.
ankle boy I aint nothing to play with Started off local but thanks to all the haters I know G4 pilots on a first name basis In your city faded off the
flame, addressing the strange It's Wu-Tang Chorus: {Sampled Singer} Close your weary eyes and drift away, It's alright Close your weary eyes and drift away, It's
telling every girl she the one for me And I ain't even planning to call I want this shit forever, mayne Okay, hello, it's da Martian, space jam Jordan's
When I was 13 like Dr. King I had a dream to be one of the greatest musicians alive truely remembered when I die I love I love music it's got me stayin
Cristall, and 4.6 Rovers But all we knew were 5.0's and Toyota's So, We took Y'alls swag y'all took our rags The way I see it, it's a fair exchange why
Somethin (what) Do Somethin, Do Somethin (what) Nigga Do Somethin (Chorus 2x) I Remember One Sunday We Hit The SceneIt Was Packed Sittng On 22's
mouth boy sshhh.... 'cause I'll have Al Capone at your house boy pull up in my drop top, you like boy to you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy I'm like
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X) It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the Tilt Faded off a eightball, when I got the phone call I recognized
the one for me And I ain't even plannin' to call I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man Okay, hello it's da martian, space jam Jordan's I
old shit Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick That they been runnin across stars through all the time with I find it's distressin, there's
[Royce Da 5'9"] Huh? We the best, Twist' you at nigga c'mere Sift ya lye...c'mere Extremely hard to be the king of a city it's dis A nigga that could
hood cause they remember who I shot Think we got a problem, I snitched on myself And I hate rats so I dugg a ditch for myself what [Chorus] [Bun B:] Well it's the king
a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear So sit back and let the king explore Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords And his name, black attack's
It's a blessing... to struggle It's a blessing... (repeat 2x) Yeahhyeahhh, it's a blessing, just a blessing It's a blessing... *fades*
s real, it's real It's real, just sing it when it's real It's real, it's real, it's real, it's real [Chorus 2X]
fades em all And I come thru ya hood like a locc ass G Rip any fool that calls hisself an MC It's only one way, let's have gun play I make it play,
