Her conscience her witness her life is her courtroom And the man she left waiting Is waiting to murder a day (written by tony banks and fish, from the
翻訳: 魚. 日別の殺人事件.
Another day to rearrange he walked down the lane planning hours on common models A wary look beyond the edge and he was once again tasting smoke and
Rest and get my anticlimax daylight-saving time casting out the nines disengaging movement?s delayed keeping down a smile simper in disguise slowly realizing
Nine o?clock and i play guitar in this town and i?m looking at the people passing by and greeting me i?m not sad but i?ve a song in minor key this is
I?m not fool, nobody knows the truth i give you some time to make up your mind but time pass fast, and i get past don?t worry girl, now i?m gone but
How many times you feel good? Got a bright mood just like a stork How many times you?re sleeping while you?re walking so bored in this town just turning
in existance Terminator x, I'm a public enemy Born in the ghetto, Ferrari born in Italy Head of a family, like a Don, Sicily Sex, money, murder, I'm investing
back, 'cause we're on the creep And we won't stop till your jeans are six feet deep Man, I'll murder your jeans, I'll feed 'em to the fishes Here's
A rapper you hated to love, respected and feared What I'm capable of there's nothin' they say in our ears I'm a soldier for fortune, I've got murderous
this short, hoe Never seen, you know what I mean, all about that crispy green Have it sewed up from H-town back to New Orleans Murder, murder if you play
comes my worse flame In the morning 'Hot 97' the first thing Deny it, hell, yeah, y'all don't buy it I don't eat no kind of fish if you can't fry it
base Releasing explosive rage I'm just sat here in my burgundy robe observing the globe Pondering if the life that I created will ever learn to evolve I filled your oceans full of fish
my stripes [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Yo Gotti] I'm a gangster millionaire since You could put me on the scale and weigh everything I'm thirty six, old fish
we don't feel great, but baby that's how it is But the feds have dissed me, they ignore and dismiss me The pro-lifers harass me outside the clinic And call me a murderer
utter a word Your arts absolutely absurd I'm precise and you can't compare to me and shine dead right Get ready to be turned you into food for fishes
That's what we do Niggas would die for this shit It's time to play, check it out Ayo, sit back, smoke a joke, it's over you wrote This is pure provoke murder
time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make
