Are no different The gang and the government No different The gang and the government No different That makes me 1% It makes me 1% It makes me only 1% That makes me 1
翻訳: ジェーンズアディクション. 一パーセント.
翻訳: ジェーンズアディクション. 1percent.
different The gang And the government No different The gang And the government No different That makes me 1% That makes me 1% That makes me 1% That makes me 1
different the gang and the government no different the gang and the government no different that makes me 1% that makes me 1% that makes me 1% that makes me 1
no different the gang and the government no different the gang and the government no different that makes me 1% that makes me 1% that makes me 1% that makes me 1
No different The gang And the government No different The gang And the government No different That makes me 1% That makes me 1% That makes me 1% That makes me 1
want all our restitution's that means our back pays so niggas pay up Now, what the FUCK!! (B-Real) I'm an addict, addicted to static and bad habits Bringin
and no hear though It's real talk, real breath, make it clear hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck
s the new millennium man (yeah) We don't call it Mary Jane no more baby (no more Mary Jane) We call it Maria (Maria that's that fire fire fire) It's that
Unless it's trench coat, no clothes underneath She hold me down, stash O's at her mother's house and her brother's house We maintainin, she said "I ain
[scratching of the words "Refuse to lose"] [Verse 1] Here's ya ticket, ain't nothing more sick than terror dome I walk the path of righteous even when
neither can top this shit hit (chorus)(pmd) It's the p-double e-m-d-e-e(yo, it's the p) E-double pushing up lex bubble(3 1/2x) Check p, the rap vet
s more than a habit, it is an addiction Can't imagine one day when I'm not twistin' Brain moves slow, but I don't care Everything blunt's worth it, nothing
with, below average, non-solidated liquid cabbage I blast quick, televise it to those minds that's celebate Now document it, on this day Zu's gospel written
it's trench coat, no clothes underneath She hold me down, stash O's at her mother's house and her brother's house We maintainin, she said "I ain't complainin