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Oversættelse: Mind In a Box. Hvad plejede at være.
of Interview Oh, hang ona?¦ Wanna be free babe, wanna be free I made up my mind, that's where I wanna be That's all I wanna do, to be free, to be free
I got But I'm used to not having alot I'm from the gutta and (ah) I ain't the type that ever chase your box I'm a type to interior decorate the watch
won't be long" So I looked around inside the glove box And checked the mat beneath my feet I found a nickel in an ashtray And a couple pennies and a
with a nigga like such as myself I couldn't even sleep at night until... I made things right Pull out guns exchange a fight Be the first to let off
time, dude 'll be a daily news headline You ain't the best, what memo got sent? if you got dogs what kennel they in? So if you wanna get fresh like a
a sucker look, y'all mothafuckin' made noise We be ridin' fast cars Weed all in the glass jar Chrome all on my crash bar Glocks all in my stash box We be
to me I respect that I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school,
to me, I respect that I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school,
feel the vibe Uhh, wanna, what? Yeah Wanna, what? Uhh, yeah (Come on) Everybod', c'mon, uhh Yo, yo (All night long) Durin' divine hours, I use mind
how things used to be (how they used to be girl) Ain't nothing like the first time (hey mom I'm coming in I won't be too late) remembering the memories
a box and a strip of linoleum Some break a boogie but those that don't was usually a fighter Rollin' easy riders Sending people to the store for a soda and a
as yall dont think freedom Is free to be dumb [VERSE 2] Its suicidal to think im your american idol Hypnotic trapped in a 3000 mile box Chicks bobby sox today be
do this one for, ya feel me? What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't pave the way What more could I say? I wouldn't
go I kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually Be a memory of a time when I tried, so H
did we hit Raw Bitch told us How she fucked Eminem Kool g Krs Monch Exhibit and All Type a niggas When felony fucked He said What what what what I was
'm upset and frustrated [Chorus] [Verse 3] I'm fixin to knock shit out the box And be a rabid dog Bounce bitches off walls Kill 'em all 'cause I been strugglin like a
