Lyrics:
April 92 you no the ro was a looter
Now I'm writin raps on my lab-top computer
J-ro the tittie fiend/rap dean/wearin green
Been on the scene/since the age
(ref)
More jednou chcem byt top
Hoří všechno hoří strop
Řeším byz neřeším love
Jednou benz jedem z nuly na sto
Byl moc zaslepenej láskou
Další day
microphone foes, the size of ro-beasts
Unpredictable pain is inflictable
Razor blade will ripple you, death blow will cripple you
1.9 level meter, son,
contact with bitches, you know I cut all my ties
I'm just collecting my riches, I need you by my side
So let's run up them digits, all truth and no lies
I
a label, I never get signed!
More time, niggas wanna leave me behind.
Tell me to put my name on they dotted line.
Ya find, the way I am contracts
typing, monitoring ping and ping
Confusing, my computing. my surrounding, deadliest, a-ro-ma roaming
Pulsing growing pain, more time spending, more likely,
swang, ya saw crawlin
Ha, money talks, if you not talkin, then stop callin
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire - imitating Z-Ro]
Try me just one time, I show you
would I of say it
Cuz I feel like everything I did was just off of patient
But I don't want to wait no more
So I'm rush up from the back and just get it
flying by
Each second I reckon
I be feeling more tired
I wish I was just fine
Take a polygraph
You'll see I'm not lying
Take a photograph
All you'll see is
Z-Ro
My Punchlines make em all Al Yankovich Weirdo's
A bunch of Luniz
Here's the one like KRS
They be coming up Too Short and C-Roy
Mos Def
Just Blaze em
krev a slzy jdou z očí
Nebylo mi pomoci, den ode dne je horší
Nemám kůži hroší, Miloši, je to složitý
O pomoc tě neprosím, no stejně potřebuju jí
Doktore
since we got Z-Ro Truth from Trae
This ones for y’all, Slim Thug, Swishahouse, and UGK
SUC, Street Military, if it’s Lone Star State take it to the bank
The pain
The pain The pain
The pain The pain
The pain The pain
Of being black in american
No other terror I can think of
Than a 17 year old
Being harassed by
motherfuckers been duty click and rest
I'm touching hoes on they lifeline, now they can't pass my check
That's why I'm creeping with my nigga, Z-Ro a dirt dirty
s’olori gan o de ri tiwa ro
Olorun Olodumare
Ba wa tun Nigeria se o
Too much pains
Everyday
No retreat no surrender
We go overcome o
We go sure survive
the last time I went, was the last time I'm ever gone be in
Instead of a 5 by 6 cell then a big brick home, that's what I live in
[Chorus: x2]
[Z-Ro
what, one hundred I'm willin to feed
I'm gettin that paper to feed my krew
And no matter what you goin through
I'm stayin true...
(Chorus)
(Z-Ro)
I know
Je mi píčo líp pokaždý co jedu z práce
Texty v moji hlavě jsou a proto píšu básně (ya)
Pain v mim srdci větší za každýho zrádce
Nůž pro krysy a pro
Ain't no fighting for the crown
I got more to pass around
Rapping for a reason now
Time to really be a man
If you really care about yo people
Lend
3chiri kolchi fayt
Jibha fre7 la madre
L3a9a ta3 ebay ghatji bou7dha katjri
I don't want you no more
Mab9itch baghi négative vibe
I don't need you by my
Got in the hot money wish yourz was mine in every case
now it's cream money spelt the raw and if more get chased
holla out my n****z be the word
a superhero
From the ghetto puttin' creases in my capes
(Up up up and away, J-Ro!!)
I got more hoes than a canyon got echoes
I'm rougher than Bluto,
Okay, I'm reloaded!
You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"
Jigga (Jigga), Bigga
Okay, I'm reloaded!
You motherfuckers, think you big time?
Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon' die, big time!
Here come the "Pain"
Jigga (Jigga), Bigga
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