Come on, get wise, Milord, her lips tell lies, Mil
other guy has all he could need/the homeless have
Record labels to expect not reaction is bad gambli
I'm a second-hand love, a second-hand love.
Just when all the bills are due
Had a friend once upon a time who had a hunger to
At the final hurdle of a long, long race
My hair's like lamb's wool, so fuck what
Now everything cool, Hey fred what's up
They hated on us any way, so fuck them other nigga
Something is coming now.;
Your last breath, the kiss of death, from the Smit
And I??Ôäóm giving some warming to
Feel no pain, you can fuck the fame
Now I'm out tha back with a sack fulla goods
Seem so difficult to say
He led his people as a fool,
Un autre monde t'attend l?Tá-bas
Gonna splash and make some noise