Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sometimes, artist - Noreaga. Date of issue: 02.11.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sometimes |
| Verse 1: noreaga |
| Yo I grew up like the regular thug, I think I told you that |
| My only means of gettin money was to sell the crack |
| I shot a nigga did a bid nigga all of that |
| So now I kick back and get paid for raw rap |
| Nigga pone aint home, not yet (not yet?) |
| Yo it dont matter cuz wes all on the same set |
| Me and? |
| ?? |
| kick it on the here and there |
| The really head to tough but the love is there |
| My pops died on july 3rd, 98 |
| So now a nigga need mad herb |
| Cuz my pops is here yo he loved his son |
| Matter of fact my pops the one that showed me a gun |
| And said «popi, you gotta protect ya moms |
| Even if that means that you gotta strap up arms» |
| He used to make me hit the punching bag |
| My dad, he was a boxer god |
| And he really was glad yo the boxing the golden glove |
| He just a thug and I love him yo So ima spread that love… |
| Chorus (repeat 2x) |
| Sometimes I wanna cry and pray, sometimes |
| Sometimes I want channel 8, sometimes |
| Sometimes I get drunk all God damn day |
| Sometimes I wanna go back around the way |
| Sometimes I wanna ride and smoke, sometimes |
| Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke |
| Verse 2: musolini |
| I cock and pop 3 in the air for my niggas not here |
| Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously |
| Tremendously I blow weed deep in my memory |
| You still breathe, your face show through your seeds |
| And who know it that you go so quick |
| We all felt hopeless, through blunt smoke |
| My pen spittin and I show this |
| I swore an oath you would notice |
| I go to lengths with my rap strengths |
| When I think about my past friends k-rock and d-zo |
| Primo from the same block as me since we was shorties |
| The pain and project glory |
| I get touched it all absorb me like a weed head rush |
| Keepin the thorough for my passed he-ro, I must |
| All my peoples street and physical |
| I still see you featured in my heart sometimes it might wrinkle |
| Much drinkin when Im thinkin, its like I feel a hush over the skies |
| Touched by dead guys speakin… |
| Chorus (repeat 2x) |
| Verse 3: noreaga |
| Yo from biggie smalls to killa b too |
| ?? |
| ? |
| and 2pac, yo my twin and my pops |
| Hit-hard todd and smiley, t-bone too |
| And plus, my nigga raheem, from? |
| ?? |
| You know I poured out beer for fernando too |
| And I still smoke my bogeys in the rest of the crew |
| Yo aint nothin changed still play ball the same |
| I like to cheat a little bit just to run in my game |
| But yall niggas aint here, cant believe this shit |
| Thought youd always be here, though wed always be clique! |
| But yall niggas not here no more, it aint fair no more |
| Sometimes I get stressed and kick the door |
| But I maintain still holdin in the pain |
| Why my pops had to go, why his kids the same |
| Mothafuckin mambo, yo I love my dad |
| I know he probably didnt realize what he had |
| Chorus (repeat 4x) |