CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : World Series

I done been through the fire (Flame)
But I don't smell like smoke (Like smoke)
Grew up bumping Rakim (Shee)
Boy, I ain't no joke (No joke)
Sundown 'til the sun's up, I been steady running up the score (The score)
I ain't even gotta say it, they know where I'm from, y'all already know, yeah
I know He got His hands on me, uh
Started business with no degree, uh
Fresh out high school, straight to the league, uh
Satan blew a 3-1 lead

Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs
Praise The Lord
I been skating on ice, gotta grind for my dawgs

1 down, 3 morе
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 morе
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more
1 down, 3 more