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I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen,

I remember underage drinking at sixteen,

Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen,

Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything.

My back was to the wall, visited all, after all, all I had was me

Just tenacity, so we all leave with a sense of sweet

Then everything I write around got a cotton seat,

Fuck y'all dry, saw off and done rapidly.

Partner, now let's be honest, ain't got no good intentions,

The upper tune is the dudes moving in my position.

But I'm a heavy, wait humble, hitting the heavy bag

Waiting for the day I stumble across your fucking ass.

Instead I push the work in, chin up and chest out,

Picking the shit up where I left off,

You went soft intention too tenant to deal with the Los Angel,

I admit it, I bull shit and gave you the wrong angle,

Now I have a seat at my table, let me do you the business,

Diversify you millions, you can leave off the entrance.

Make every revenue street flood to where it took me,

And make that money stack higher than giraffes.

I was on the block picturing blocks at fifteen,

I remember underage drinking at sixteen,

Then my nuts in Cali banging at seventeen,

Now I got everything, bitch, I got everything.

I used to have a Glock that I would shot to at backpack

So it will leave no shells at the scene where I was getting my kid back.

Yeah, this for the homie whack, rolled to and chopped up,

Переклад (по кліку) і текст пісні Everything - Xzibit