Текст песни Everlast and B-Real - Laugh Now
Everlast and B-Real - Laugh Now слова песни
[Everlast]SD-50... Soul Assassin collabo... Laugh now motherfucker... HAHAHAHA... [Chorus 1: B-Real]The only life I knowIs to guide my soulI take one day, step at a timeTo find mine (what)As we goThrough the blinding roadIncliningTo find me some mo` [Repeat chorus 1] [Chorus 2: Everlast]For all the runners and the money makers (make that money)For all the real ones and all the fakers (fake bitches)For all the stick up kids and life takers (what)Laugh now, and cry later (cry later) [B-Real]I laugh at youAnd you expect to see a weaknessYou triflin` bitches in speechesYou`re fucking leachesSponges, soakin` up my energyPretend to a friend of meBut you stab me in the backCold and vengefullyWhen all I did was pick you upAnd put you on With the big donsTo lift you upBut you fuckin` spit in my faceAnd spit venomous wordsUsed weapons you heardWould damage my whole worldBut you must have mistaken meFor someone elseBecause I do to your assWhat you do to yourselfLook into the mirror niggaWhat`s your reflection?Are you upset? Full of regret?What`s your intention?You`re a lost oneAnd now you can`t win oneWhere you beenYou taking it all in sonI see the tears in the eyes of a hater (hater)You can cry now but you will not smile later [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X [Chorus 2] [Chorus 3: Everlast]For all the lovers and all the haters (keep hatin`)For all the fake ass perpetrators (fake bitches)For all the pimps that rock they gators (rock that shit)Laugh now, cry later (cry later) [Everlast]They sellin` teen dreamsOn the TV screensThey got a fund for the gunAnd a ghost in the machineThey police the crack fiendBut protect the dealerUnderpay the teacherOverpay the healerRob you with the lawyerFuck you with the handgunThrow you in the lineupThen arrest the wrong oneTrial you by juryThrow you in prisonThere ain`t nothin` to itIt`s just the way they do itUnless you got some moneyCause money makes amendsAnd sometimes peoples get murdered for friendsSometimes, one times, lose the evidenceIt all depends on how much you spendIt`s the land of the freeAnd the home of the gunWhere they kill for the dollarAnd they worship the sonDear god I really hope I ain`t the only oneLaugh now, cry later, when it`s said and done [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X [Chorus 2] [Chorus 3] [Dante Ross]Ya, this is one for all those come and go ungrateful punk motherfuckers...Ya, this is one to grow on... Soul Assassins style... Deadly assassins...all up in your nugget... Ha... You can`t fuck with it...You just love it... Ha... Fake bitches...