CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : All I Know
DJ Technique
Go, Biggie
Why not blow up the spot with Sadat?
Release the brainstorm
To make your motherf**king brain warm (Go, Biggie)
A strange form, something kind of lyrical
Biggie the b*st*rd, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well, in God we trust, guns I bust
Got that disgusting, sewer-style dumping
And, uh, do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that I bring?
Make an MC wanna sing for a living
Take the beatdown we f**king giving
Throw your Glock in the air and wave it
I'm going crazy steady contemplating
Wonderin' if they finally caught up with ya
Confident myself looking at your picture
Try not to mention, just to leave it alone
Stay off the streets and just come on home
Got enough to move out the hood
To be sitting on something nice and living good, oh no
Go, Biggie
Why not blow up the spot with Sadat?
Release the brainstorm
To make your motherf**king brain warm (Go, Biggie)
A strange form, something kind of lyrical
Biggie the b*st*rd, Sadat's kind of spiritual
Well, in God we trust, guns I bust
Got that disgusting, sewer-style dumping
And, uh, do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that I bring?
Make an MC wanna sing for a living
Take the beatdown we f**king giving
Throw your Glock in the air and wave it
I'm going crazy steady contemplating
Wonderin' if they finally caught up with ya
Confident myself looking at your picture
Try not to mention, just to leave it alone
Stay off the streets and just come on home
Got enough to move out the hood
To be sitting on something nice and living good, oh no
