Simple solution, rejected for a change of views I'm just evolving, I'm not better than you I've changed, you said I said, it's sad You don't accept,
翻訳: 拒否. 誰が死んだ？.
Simple solution rejected for a change of views I'm just evolving - I'm not better than you I've changed you said I said: it's sad you don't accept the
dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died
Yea, I look all the times i fought, and look at all the times i lost, was it worth what i would sacrafice if i was shot down and died that night shake
ain't worried about these niggas till they shoot at me My partner died, daughter too, your excuses to me Still a busta ass rapper, I'm refusing to be
ain't worried about these niggas, till they shoot at me My partner died, daughter too, your excuses to me Still a busta ass rapper I'm refusing to be
I ain't worried about these niggas till they shooting at me My partner died, daughter too, give excuses to me Still a buster ass rapper I'm refusing to
Mary J. Blige, imagin on how good the cat must be Stop eatin meat, lost weight, but I still rap husky My verse depth is that of a baby's first step Or the old lady who died
can't lose with me in tow I refuse to let him go At his side and drunk on pride Will he wait for the blow? Put it in writing But who you writing for
' we ain?t mack 10 Hoobangin', hooride so who die? Nobody ever knew 'cuz true killaz don?t fuck wit' niggaz like you Bumpin' yo gums 'bout who got ya
, paid a player and say your prayers Naysayers, the haters, the major players, the beggars You 'bout it, 'bout it, don't allow it to pow without it Then those who
There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story For instance could not produce
. People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight. Some thought the torture tearing the lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal
knows who He is Movement 2: When he died Was crucified The sun hid its face In disgrace Withdrew its face Refusing to shine Because the Divine died
since the last thing I caught in October June's now here move around where Parts of D.C what ya'll doin down there Dough gotta get flipped who gotta
No words would explain who You are How could I ever just name who You are? Even heaven can't contain who You are Is the only way I can say who You are
convey Some inner truth of vast reflection But I've said nothing so far And I can keep it up for as long as it takes And it don't matter who you are
