one more chance I wanna be close to you, baby I wanna be near to you tonight I wanna be next to you, baby I wanna be close to you tonight If
Překlad: Mr.President. Zavřít To You.
weapon Of mass destruction that we call our President For the present and mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr
'm trying to say you can tell the President My hoe know numbers Gotti on tip she relevant [Chorus] [Verse 2] Mr. Tell It tell the truth, is you jealous or you
Clip full of hollows Models, swallow, gobble, smoke mad lala Stretch you out, so bad, you'll be able to kiss your own ass bye bye (muah) [Chorus - Mr. Porter] Now boy, I done warned you
heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough all kids with the dads locked up keep your heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough if you lost up into
felony Now you're mad at me I'm just glad we had the chance to be friendly before I killed you fucking family Say you're understanding me, fool you ain
then but on the other hand, you so god damn stubborn And you be startin' shit and ever since you made president We ain't even seen you since you need to, you
lil' better then But on the other hand, you so God damn stubborn And you be startin' shit And ever since you made President we ain't even seen you since You
But on the other hand You so god damn stubboran And you be Startin' shit And ever since you made president We ain't even seen you since You need to (You
wanna know, Mr.Football Man is What do you do about Willy Mays Martin Luther King, Olatunji, oh Well, the funniest woman I ever seen Was the great granddaughter of Mr
got If the president wants to admit it or not You can read it in the paper, read it on the wall Hear it on the wind if you?re listening at all Get out
with Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, so who you? You're not me, you're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a
ain?t nobody takin? from us, and that?s the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow You getting' pressure from cops you don'
(chorus 2) When you fuck wit us well bitch you fuckin with the fuckin best When you fuck wit us well bitch you fuckin with the fuckin best When you
en-flamed for the road that you paved The role that played, in fuckin' up hip-hop You owe so you paid, the fo'-fo' close to your brain Closer than the close
to oversimplify But that's a far cry, isn't it, dear? From acting like you're the only one there Unrepentantly self-centered and unfair Enter all suckers scrambling for the scoop Exit Mr
ain?t nobody takin? from us and that?s the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow, you gettin' pressure from cops You don'
