I remember a time when there was nothing but trees and green grass Now I look around in concrete times and stay behind the glass Crowds of people but
Översättning: Down By Law. Betong Times.
I remember a time when there was nothing but trees and green grass now I look around in concrete times and stay behind the glass crowds of people but
all, I'm siftin' through panties Haters'll spike it Voicing opinions but holding laryngitis But I don't hear 'em, I'm a winner by law Track em down like
-ck em all had my n-ggas down so I'm screaming f-ck the law monday night wrestling, I'm so f-cking raw she gon wipe me down, I'm gon brush her off I'm
's what I use to do Smoking a joint or two little rob getting a little blaze Welcome to my concrete base, enough of the days Remember after school, we meet by
to come We all going down for the motherfucking reaper law I was taught be smart stay humble I was taught be hard don't fumble I was taught in these concrete
battle with crooked-ass cops Heat we feel on crazy Gang infested LA streets We see the red concrete stains And street platoons feel pain Real soon times
One time SWAT's, drop-tops and 'gnac Lil-bitty killas on the block, cock back the gat Can't a day go by, one of these villains don't die Won't try to
battle with crooked-ass cops Heat we feel on crazy Gang infested la streets We see the red concrete stains And street platoons feel pain Real soon times
your zone silently, but violently Get our point accross hit you vitally, quietly Entering your key structure while we casually Place the ball in time tragedy 15 minute time
the sniper hide your gulps life is short so time is precious stop the clock hes being reckless take me off your sucka checklist time to leave dude pick
, I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good, But murders go down, you know they go down [Jim
with love by Angel girl Let bastards rot in time for all their evil Let bastards rot in time for all their evil Let bastards rot in time No one's begging
together trapped in a world he never made it's a steel and concrete place - that lasts forever and no one smiles - it's the working class who's got time
a hold of some steel and concrete grab anything that makes you strong do you feel a fire? is it in your eyes? grab a hold of some steel and concrete
tells Danah where it?s at When you?re with me kid you?ve got nothing to fear Makes you wonder about Danah?s mother Laying down the concrete law Makes
