paroles de chanson God Knows - Bun B , Statik Selektah , Jared Evan

(?) I'll always love you
That's (?) what always goes around you
(Statik Selektah)
(?) without you

I had good days and bad ones
Man I had happy days and sad ones
Days when I didn't want to come outside
And days when I just shrugged it off and just let shit slide
Looking back at my life, the ups and the downs
I got no regrets cause your boy's still around
Found a little spot in the shade and I post it
Rolled up a blunt, sat back, and roasted
They said I ain't supposed to be here
But man 20 years later I'm still the trillest OG here
Still flower the clothes and I still flip flows
Slip out with your hoes and I still rip shows
I suppose it was just the way I was raised
To always keep it trill until the last of my days
I do it for my hometown of PAT
And to the memory of the great late PIMP C
But that's just me

God who knows what I'd be without you
God only knows what I'd be without you

Without me in the game I don't think the game would ever be the same
Not because I'm not ill it's just the will of designer physics
If I'm erased away from time the lines you quote from me would have not been written
Few (?) would have remained

Hidden
The '89 makeover when it came to takeover the lane would have not happened the same that year
Without me here the woman in my life wouldn't have had to shed one tear
At least not due to me (?) pursue the plea of guilty your honor
Honorable comma wouldn't chase
Me doing the tour life leave me absent from abstinence
But in my defense
If (?) 4%ers that know me it wouldn't be 4 kids on this earth that I helped birth so

It ain't over yet motherfuckers
This is Hex Murda and you are listening to the beat stylings of that bastard, the one and only Statik Selektah.
Feel privileged you fucks. And now introducing the honorable Dr. Octogan himself Kool motherfucking Keith

That's what I say, oh yeah. Statik Selektah. Kool Keith. Thats what I say.
I taught the industry how to hold the peepee for me. Even bolder.
You're lady gives me head and shoulders. Leave my substance in a (?)
Polar bear water, leak out. Cause shorts. I'm wild, robocop in a Porsche.
I can drive over your Air Jordans. Post up in Atlantic Station
Uma (?) want me to take em out to sport's bars in their apron. She live my Spalding balls when they bounce when I throw em out. I'm Troy Akeman.
Loved by girls, hated by jealous men. The material of this grey Lamborghini is elephant. The lingerie all glyscening all open when she get it. The magnum always fits jn. You're girl blond now or black? Let know.
If she want me to take my tongue out her back. I got rap on hiatus.
These guys in they pre stages. I've been boning you're mom since she was riding on Daytons.
Come on stop skinny leg hating. I'm a brand. You know I'm you're girl's favourite.
Yall basketball tasting.
Go on in the booth and spit wack y'all must be wasted. You're wife say she need a little hair shaving. You're lady used to be fond of me on BET, in the basement. Tehe bottle's up. You pop make you crazy. I don't want to hurt your feelings. Tell the public your ghostwriter is Jay-Z. If he stopped ventriloquisting Ya'll, y'all could pay me. I sit y'all up on my lap like a puppet, cause I'm every bit of RA Rugged. Open your girl's buttcrack like it's nothing.? Lightweight like? Ya might wanna do some pantyhole stretches. Make you stronger feet. Ya'll potato wedges. Walk like eleven men. Why you talking? Acting like you tall as Conny Hawkins. You ain't doing jack but? dissolving. The bat game. Don't get your mommy involved in.
That's what I say.
Statik Sekektah. Kool Keith.