It's ten times harder for a real nigga It's ten times harder for a Put on a smile, girl, put on a smile Fuck the DA, fuck the P.O Fuck the president, fuck the Popo They follow me, wanna keep me close Try to hold me back, let me go I sip the drank, I sip

Come on, motherfuckers, come on The motherfucker was amped Nigga was motherfuckin' hyped up The nigga just grabbed a nigga,snuffed a nigga And it was on from there, the motherfucker, was not stopping him homes (What the rest of his niggas do?) Man, them

Just holding the flashlight He'll never how much he taught me Out in that garage And I guess the stuff that stuck Was more about life than fixing cars But I sure did learn a lot He said son hold it still Keep that beam shining straight He'd have a

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives Tomorrow is too late to pretend Everything's all right I'm not getting any younger as long as you don't get any older I'm not going to state that yesterday never was Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep

Je n'pense qu'à faire des lovés J'ai fait du mal, j'ai fait du mal, j'm'en souviens plus J'tourne en rond, au rond-point, victoire, j'suis bien loin des vaincus Je n'sais même pas c'que j'inhale, sorti de force des sentiers battus Depuis je n'pense qu'à

I feel it in my bones I can't do it alone The gloves are off The wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I'm stronger now I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse Every time I see you in the world

Go tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke That shit is pointless I'm the nigga with the hair Go tell your friends about it They told me not to fall in love, that shit is

Well I'm forming and I'm warning The stadium arcadium A mirror to the moon (a mirror to the moon) State of the art Until the clouds come crashing Stranger things have happened Both before and after noon (before and after noon) Pushin' myself And no I

Hoje a cidade vai ver O bêbado mais bêbado Chorar por você yeah yeah Enquanto eu bebo um copo Vai enchendo outro Pra não dar o intervalo De lembrar daquele rosto E que rosto, e que boca E que corpo, e que gosto

From high up above The beautiful lull The dangerous tug We get to feel small And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings