wrapped and sealed with masking tape moistened with sweat experience existence of ignorance - the product of capitalism
The government and CIA's above the law they gettin' paid just for sendin' us to war They don't give a fuck if they make our mothers cry let them fight
You've got Nothing on me And I will Go down in history For being The best you'll ever see In your life (In your life). And I'll say goodbye
Il telefono ringhia, ho paura che sia proprio lei a telefonare, ma intanto che squilla mi ricordo delle onde che non seppi amare. Onde, onde, ancora
When I leave this motherfucker Nigga better write a book about me Ha haaaa Boosie Bad Azz Hah Hah Look Look Now when I'm gone You gone remember me
