mercredi 27 février 2008

"Never knew murder 'till I seen my man get popped.
No blood soaking, laying there, eyes still open.
I got a little closer, put my hand on his palm
He was looking right through me, yo, staring beyond.
I wonder what he saw : the limoes, movies ans tours ?
Did he die in vain and represent for the cause ?
Now I put his name on everything I'm involved
And that's the game, y'all can't relate, fuck y'all."

Nas - My way

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