Passed to hand, behind the curtain The letter brings change, now things are uncertain Hand to hand, the letter moves on Like a series of shocks, but the
翻訳: 線. 別の手紙.
they all fuckin' Got the Henny in glass, big puffin' on somethin' And the niggaz outside and these bitches wanna fight Then them niggaz pulled up and they deuces all wired
Energy I won't say what you are but I'll hit you You're found on a woman and a penis goes in you Another clue, your first letters are P-U Act like you
I know you are, another planet miles apart Is it a question of things you really Should have cared about? You took a drive, countries called More than
Frankie Diamond was my best friend We were partners in a business down on C and 7th Nothin' ever got this good brother down He was a real live wire in
And witnessing a smile from you, I love you Please excuse the blood I just lost another friend as I'm writing you, miss you Another one gone and I'm
bells every which way the winds blows, so I bang my head against any wall you can build, go [El-P] another dark night, another not alright, another
The letter stopped in a minor key A Christmas card that you drew for me Done by the hand that I knew so well Disguised the message that you could not
energy I won't say what you are but I'll hit you You're found on a woman and a penis goes in you Another clue, your first letters are p-u Act like you
, cut the blue wire Keep your fingers crossed And pray she's been detached She stirs and I'm emasculated Doctor, doctor, give her the blues She got herself a varsity letter
I scratched my name into the table. The knife and phone just fucking lay there. I orchestrate a day of routine elements. These letters are are so old
on high off the cron cron It used to be competition, now they all gone Caught up in the crossfire throwin' up they palm-palms You don't wanna wired jaw
share are nothing short of inspired I love you's and I miss you's across a telephone wire She says she never thinks of another I wonder if she's a liar
you will love me There's not another reason I can find And if you only reject, there's still these tubes in my neck There's still cigarettes and four letter
you will love me There?s not another reason I can find And if you only reject, there?s still these tubes in my neck There?s still cigarettes and four letter
m sorry, but I'm not ready for home Now, me and you don't talk of one another It never really started out that way I always meant to write you a letter
be so respected A sharp shooter, blowin' niggaz up out the frame You can't maintain, my domain, too insane I have centrifugal terrifical styles Difficult styles, wire
