翻訳: 早く. バリーミー.
reminds me of you it reminds me 1000 crippled words in this photograph bury me where the flowers don't grow I?m dead and gone but you'll never know bury me
flag, U.S. got red stripes Last Train to Paris, around the world in these red Nikes Che Guevara of the New Era, test me Louisville Slugger, you'll get buried
, you got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway, police catch me
me But if you lie ta me and don't die for me Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me Sleepwalk shit talk nigga That be running from niggas in
wit me But if you lie ta me and don't die for me Look in my eyes and see you can't hide from me Sleepwalk shit talk nigga That be running from niggas
on, promise to burn me Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone These niggas wanna erase me 'cuz they can't face me Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
precious, just smile for me now Oh, won't you smile for me? (Just smile for me now) Oh, won't you smile for me? (Nigga you black, smile for me now)
hip, reach for the sky You and ya Burberry suit is buried alive On top of the Empire, dare me to dive Wee, there I go, no parachute Jackass like Knoxville, hot as
can't keep his brazen nose from turning. And salvation it may come free of charge, But faith alway costs him something. They say there is nothing as sacred As
from the dark of the wilderness A baby cries hard in an apartment complex As I pass in a car buried under the influence The city's driving me out of
No punches pulled no punches that's weak shit Fake shit, if I ever take shit I'll EAT shit Wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit Creep wit me, as we take
boy) C'mon [Verse 2] And yeah, ain't nobody true as us You ain't gotta like me I like me enough for the two of us Don't compare me to the best rapper
I'm mashin', my car movin' as fast as my mind This is not happenin' to me My homie will not and I repeat will not flat lyin' on me How can I explain
with Puffy Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah) Slippers, robes is
omen Gravity grabbin me gradually draggin me through hell's cavity This is blasphemy, I fell where the jackals be God felt bad for me but cast me into
Mayne Welcome to the New World Order Atlanta, Georgia Houston, Texas The south is officially takin' over, he already know Just look over your shoulder Let me
