my daughter I hope they ain't ridin' I need to sell this other quarter If you score some coke from me, you will be Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter [Chorus] If you score some coke from me you will be numb, numb, numb, numb, numb numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
Traducción: Juvenil. Numb Numb.
Gun fights High speed chases So close to the good life we taste it Damn the consequences pimp If it's a chance we take it First case a month in juvenile
just didn't expect One man to come along and bring a new song To break your barrier down, You can't carry the sound Buckwild juvenile from Shaolin Island
'd be in the islands doing fine Counting money sipping some champaign Wooo, inhale the weed smoke, ease my tension I was a bad boy, in and out of juvenile
(Christian Bale) Think for one fucking second, what the fuck are you doing? Are you professional or not? No! No! Don't shut me up. Ex-juvenile delinquent
a first class fool out of me Oh Maggie, if you're still out there, the rest is history You're all alone in the freezing cold By the underground Your hands are numb
High speed chases So close to the good life we taste it Damn the consequences pimp If it's a chance we take it First case a month in juvenile and get
Think for one fucking second, what the fuck are you doing? Are you professional or not? No! No! Don't shut me up. Ex-juvenile delinquent Yes, relapse
boy was NUMB Can you break a brick down? I can break a brick down [3X] I can break a brick down, but I prefer to sellin it whole [Juvenile] I read the
come along and bring a new song and break your barrier down, you can't carry the sound Buckwild juvenile from Shaolin Island, what? What? Who wants to
A juvenile survivor of war Shell-shocked and terrified Mass brutal killing and insanity Bloodstained streets in chaos Just another genocide Trapped inside
] Think for one fucking second, what the fuck are you doing? Are you professional or not? No! No! Don't shut me up. Ex-juvenile delinquent Yes, relapse
Eight O'clock sharp and the bell has rung School doors open and my mind goes numb Too many teachers, too many rules Too many texts on my cell phone too
first class fool out of me Oh Maggie if you're still out there the rest is history You're all alone in the freezing cold by the underground Your hands are numb
