Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sei ancora di più , by - Salvatore Adamo. Song from the album Canto l'amore, in the genre ЭстрадаRelease date: 24.03.2010
Record label: Fonotil
Song language: English
Sei ancora di più |
| Dear lord, |
| Hope you can look, deep into my heart, |
| N no dat I mean gud, n can forgive me for all my sins |
| G’s up It’s a g thang |
| Yo’moda fuckas no me mayne |
| G’s up It’s a g thang |
| (eeeaaayyyy) B.M.E |
| Lord hav mercy on me, |
| Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g If dey is please save a spot fo me |
| I dun wan ta burn |
| I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me Ridin around wit my strap on me Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me I dun wanna burn |
| No, no Dear lord, dis a letter to you |
| A young nigga hurt n I dun no wat to do |
| I try to live life rite but des cowas be hatin |
| It’s like everywer I go I run in-to satan |
| Im on dis earth, with a blessin an a curse |
| Just tinkin how we live |
| Da ridin hurts |
| Even do yu no’me, |
| Ever since I was birth |
| I’m innocent till you judge me and den cum fis |
| N I aint tryn ta burn lord cuz das da worse |
| Forgive me fo backsliding on the rock fo da thirst |
| I knew it was wrong got ta snatchn da perse |
| But it was cold outside culdnt afford a shirt |
| Yeh I wan-na go to church |
| But I can’t be faithful |
| I’m always doin shows but you no’dat I’m grateful |
| I turn weak fo da fruit cuz it be tasteful |
| I dun-no how in da world I can ever repay you |
| Lord hav mercy on me, |
| Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g If dey is please save a spot fo me |
| I dun wan ta burn |
| I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me Ridin around wit my strap on me Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me I dun wanna burn |
| No, no Eeeeyyyy Chris can you sit yo lil ass down my nigga |
| Dammm, I caint even rite ta god, ssshhhit |
| Dear lord I tank yu for lukin out fo my fam |
| Even my lil broda who dun give a dam |
| You see my lil sista dun got preg yet |
| N my moma actin crazy n aint change-in |
| N I pray, that you keep my pops preachin |
| Cuz if he aint around deres nobody teachin |
| N please keep my baby-mom-a from bitchin |
| Excuse my language lord but is always friction |
| I wana thank you for blessin me wit my lil girl |
| But please give me the powa to fite da whole world |
| Cuz I swear on u dat if dey touch my kid |
| I’ma be sittin down writin to you again, (I swear) |
| Lord hav mercy on me, |
| Herd a nigga say des a heaven for a g If dey is please save a spot fo me |
| I dun wan ta burn |
| I hit a nigga up befo a nigga hit me Ridin around wit my strap on me Just Incase a nigga wanna fucking clap me I dun wanna burn |
| No, no |