Lyrics:
and I got no replies.
Got no replies. . .
But later that night I heard her cry.
No way out
Don't look by my story.
No way out
Don't look by my story.
No.
to succeed
I been starving for so long i gotta find a way 2 eat
Grind Greedy ent bitch we eat by any means
Say my daddy on dat shit and my moma she a phine
to God, know I'm goin' to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh
Listen up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to tell
patrz
Wciąż otacza nas ten mur
Bracie mój wstań i walcz
Do utraty sił
Byś mógł ze sobą w zgodzie żyć
Złap tą prawidłową nić
Bracie mój wstań i walcz
Do
here's the story, I think I'm on my own
Played in high school band, Susan and I so tight
Hands held by daytime, so much kissing at night
Celeste
touch and feel, scream and shout
Back and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now
(Chorus: Sung by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)
I can't sleep now.
I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin
It's the Hard Knock Life Tour, sellout
Picture us in the mall, coppin' Iceberg then yell out, "Jigga"
Yeah,
I.D. my mentor, now let the story begin
It's the Hard Knock Life Tour, sellout
Picture us in the mall, coppin' Iceberg then yell out, "Jigga"
Yeah,
featuring Run D.M.C.
(intro)
There are 8 million stories in the naked city
8 million stories (x4)
(verse one Kurtis blow)
from me,
Every glorious line.
I was safe and warm,
And now I'm out in the cold,
And I know I shouldn't have told my story.
Story of a heart,
I
Kicks off the ground I'm sky fly
I could see my block from up here
Cuzzo
Free Black Hippie, momma
Kawhi gang
Kawhi gang
(Cheer)
Kawhi gang
Kawhi gang
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
a new era
My story's only begun
Never gonna look back
Never gonna run
In a new place
Different position
And now I rise the sun
And the story's only begun
chose sides
Father please drop the bottle
Chinazam nwam ekpere
Story of my life
Na hk obu mu saa efere
Story of my life
Seven up biko meh ebere
Story
had big dreams
(Always had big dreams)
want to be a superstar
Said that I was touched by God
Now I can tell the world all about
My life, my heart
the money
Because many bills dey wait for me
Who go help if no be my hustle
Story story super story
But all I wan hear is about the money
Comot for here
I may be broke, but never broken
I may be broke, but never broken
The name is BFK, here's my story
Come and listen to this short tale
When I hold it,
przewinienia
Miejskie bagno tutaj nie masz wytchnienia
Czasem by godnie żyć trzeba głową w mur bić dzieciak to jeszcze nic
Pamiętaj skąd jesteś stale
Nigdy nie
glorious line
I was safe and warm
And now I'm out in the cold
And I know I shouldn't have told my story
Story of a heart
I laid myself open wide
Yet
glorious line
I was safe and warm
And now I'm out in the cold
And I know I shouldn't have told my story
Story of a heart
I laid myself open wide
Yet
now im someone with a story to tell
Waiting on checks in the mail to pay rent n the bill for my cell
N now im someone with my story to tell
U know im
How can I heal myself, if all I do is pretend
My conviction's fabricated, and my story has no end
I can't give my soul, I can't confide in a friend
All
for the thrill of our criminal ways
In these pivotal days everybody upset by what Sinecal say
So I sit and I pray
Ask the lord if my lyrics'll pay
Ask
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
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