for something, well where's the fan? (Show me) Respect and I'll (Show me) Show you right back (Show me) Respect and I'll (Show me) Show you right back (Show me) Respect
and go as it seems And now I have no shoulder on which to lean Still I do not understand You break your back for something Well where's the fans? Show me - respect
翻訳: アゴニーオブライフ. 尊敬.
oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang Can?t tell the tune
is this? Gente becoming witnesses I don't know nothing I don't hear nothing I don't see nothing Something I learned as a kid Along with respect those who respect
time and try to find a crooked way To profit off this crime, this life of mine until I get free My prophecy is niggaz screamin', as if they bleed in agony
so damn hard bein' honest man And I'm stuck in my ways So I'ma blaze for life Give these streets some praise I know they raised me right Jesus Christ, if my life
world turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn It's my testament to those burned Play my position in the game of life
Yo, this goes out to all my wild style ladies Respect yourselves and stop pumpin' out babies And also to my brothers who keep thinkin' they're men Yet
If you respect yourself and worry about your soul you know you must live a stricter and more retired life than even a virgin in a maiden's bower. It
robots who control our lives The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail. As they plan destruction and gain respectability, We offer our creativity
add another brick (two bricks) Brick by brick, I manufacture homes for fallen angels I ain't no great Samaritan, that's just the way the game goes Respect
me, shit was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic He was the only one I knew that I respected (Why?) Didn't know why, didn
imperalist menu we fight to liberate your mind state but all i see is the fuckin crack,bottle,body count an the crime rate,notice the life of death cycle
dish on the imperialist menu We fight to liberate ya mind state But all I see's the fuckin' crack rock the body count and the crime rate Notice the life
way out, I'll never break free I will never forgive and forget how you abandoned me All my fucking life I've keep my head held high Respected myself
rap shit locked Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing changed Changed, changed, changed The methods of melodic torture, mic mastery I'm locally accepted, worldwide respected
me, shit was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic He was the only one I knew that I respected (why? ) Didn't know why, didn
