- Trading Places Manasia (Interlude) 歌詞 AZ
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- Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Dreams fulfilled, gave us more room to build
Strong climb made more time for wounds to heal
I can see the sun, mustve been blessed to be the one
Set, free to run
Same baby moms, new seed to come
Breathin lungs, through the sonogram see the thumb
So regardless, male or female, love either one
Gs and tons branched out, copped the ranch house
To plan, Martin needed some space to plot my plans out
Speak of life, still rock low, plus the sneaker type
Reefer kites, pushin a stick make you breeze through lights
See through sites, gun shots, used to run spots
Slung rocks, nearly got rich off of one block
Saw the light, caught a case, couldnt afford to fight
Lawyer white, had to cop out or four to life
Poison bites, my brain, flyin high flames
Tryin to change, trapped between worlds kinda strange
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game , somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Yo its either or, used to by girl ?Lee Rahol?
Gs galore, Christian Dior, devils believe in war
Need some more currency, streets observin me
Third degree, tryin to see billions before they murder me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the Porsche mack accross tracks
Catch me in Haiti, ridin horse back
Seek religion, study life, tryin to see the vision
Weeks in prison a help a wise man peep his livin
Reach decisions, analyze, scope the game, wit hopes to change
Before the stress overdose the brain, most remain
Shockwaves, I rock shades through the Tropic Haze
Under Palm Trees, puffin lye for days, liver ways
Cold chillin, old villan , known for buildin
Sittin back, controlin millions
Whats right or wrong? Shorter days, nights is long
Keep ya cipher strong, just in case, it might be on
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
So whats the remedy, for bein invaded by your enemy
Envy me, had a cold heart since infancy
Below freezin, used to flip for no reason
Now beyond that, learned to relax, mastered slow breathin Blowin Hundreds
Spendin papers so redundant
Im from it, most large niggas over and done wit
No one to run wit, just a few from the Old School
Ocean cruise, layin back soakin the blues, scopin the views
Never once, open the news
Its all stress, placed on the broke or confused
So know the game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
Tradin places wanna piece of the pie
Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die
Its all a game, somell make the Hall Of Fame
While othersll die in vain tryin to front for a name
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