My part of Broadway's bumpin' karachi taught me one thing If you're gonna die for something bite down on the gun stop frontin I'm gettin' bruised and battered just like Mick said, Manhattan Just when I thought if mattered up jump from the cut my pastor
My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain't the same My only company is all you players but I hate the games
The buildings skew my view it's gotta get to you Just when I thought it through there oh so many variables Downtown don't give a fuck, they think you're all stuck op They ain't got the dough to duck, they ain't got no time to see the preacher
My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain't the same My only company is all you players but I hate the games My heart is filled with pain, New York City just ain't the same My only company is all you players but I hate the gamesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
