January 2009
John Blazin, raisin the stakes, changin your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistake, that's how I do my thing Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin, it's not a game
No longer R-E-K-S, it's R-E-Cocaine Y'all on the way out, Reks on the way in Eastcoast boom bap, PM to the AM Opinion on my rap, delivery propane With magic, eternal king, supreme, remember the name -
Who's gonna save you when all the lights go out It's time to reconcile, how you gonna go, how you gonna go? When the Lights go out, When the Lights go out When the Lights go out, how you gonna go? Oh,
You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on cham-pagna Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us Through
We hate the law so we break it, loyal to this life there's no way to escape it, you either make it or you take it, if the game's in you, dedicated stay true
Riktigt sjuka grejer händer,jag somnade kl 01:30 typ,så vaknar jag vid cirka halv 4 av att mikael ringer mig,somnar om så vaknar jag upp kollar på klockan ser att den är kv
Storms shall flown outta the skies... Look within and open your eyes.. We are the children of the 'Most High'...
I found myself going away Never wanting to go back again. Leaving all my thoughts behind Searching for some new ones inside.
Il est assis au fond du mtro, o personne regarde Silence pesant, trois mecs montent, visages menacants "Allez, tombe la veste, on est accroc d'elle" Mais lui supplie, commence pleurer, son pre lui a o