Okay, I've heard many others try to tell it You wouldn't buy it, so I guess they couldn't sell it [?] but a simple little caution They kept tryin' and you kept gettin' lost And lost the whole idea of reality Kept losin' and then lost the [?] What happens when you think you know it all? You take a fall and say it was a close call And no one's there when you need a helping hand A hard head leaves you nothin', understand? Knowledge - just a little bit, really Is all it takes, but you think that's silly, right? So now you wanna join a gang [?] But it's raw and it hit me like a body slam
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So you're in, huh? And you thought of makin' paper Fat bills roll like Life Savers And I see you accumulatin' tenfold For you, it's a new kind of thing Big man bangin' with a street gang A few cats [?] And it's the same in the next part of town Young gangsters drivin' Caddies with the [?] [?] and Chevys with the bass down Rollin' so they can creep on the next crew We sell here, so we think you better move [?] and it's gonna take a [?] Start [?] and [?] Quickly 'cause it's a day to day journey Yeah, you're thrown out and it hit you like a body slam
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Body slam, bo-body slam Body slam, bo-bo-body slam Body slam, bo-body slamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
